A word of warning…

If you moderate comments made on your blogs, beware of accepting comments from “strangers”, unless you have anti-malware software already installed. Fortunately I do, which prevented what looked like an innocent enough, although gushing commentary, on one of my few blogs. He/she/it provided unusually full detail – e-mail address, URL, and so on. Had I clicked on any of the links it would have introduced malware into my p.c.
MY anti-malware software recognized the URL address as potentially dangerous, and warned me, when I checked it out. I suppose “strangers” in this context mean non-definitelynotmyt gang members!

Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer do.

Gardening with the radio on is a Sunday treat. I have a solar powered, wind up radio and if it is sunny or at least relatively bright I can listen all the time without winding. (I am however indoors just now as a large cloud followed by a heavy downpour brought me inside.) Continue reading “Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer do.”

The politics of immigration and identity

Most countries that try to assimilate immigrants, such as France and America, can point to a defining event when their national identity “began”; Britain did not have the same kind of revolution. But it has much else to inspire newcomers: a sweeping history that is also broadly progressive, a language everyone wants to speak, longer experience of racial diversity than most European nations. And “Britain” itself is a civic invention rather than an ethnic community, created in 1707 to supersede more blood-based notions of Englishness and Scottishness.

Interesting quote from an article in the Economist.

Tetris

If you don’t know what it is, don’t bother to read on or you’ll be terminally bored.

I’m not a computer games kind of person. Really, I’m not. I probably could be if I made an effort but I’m not sufficiently competitive to be gripped while there are other things to be done – cycling, writing, brushing duckweed off the pond  and stuff. Continue reading “Tetris”

A smile

My neighbour found out that her dog could hardly hear, so she took it to the veterinarian.

The vet found that the problem was hair in the dog’s ears.  He cleaned both ears, and the dog could hear fine.

The vet then proceeded to tell the lady that, if she wanted to keep this from recurring, she should go to the chemist and get some “Nair” hair remover and rub it in the dog’s ears once a month.

The lady went to the chemist and bought some “Nair” hair remover.

At the register, the pharmacist told her, “If you’re going to use this under your arms, don’t use deodorant for a few days.”

The lady said, “I’m not using it under my arms.”

The pharmacist said, “If you’re using it on your legs, don’t shave for a couple of days.”

The lady replied, “I’m not using it on my legs either. If you must know, I’m using it on my schnauzer.”

The pharmacist said, “Stay off your bicycle for about a week.”

**** sent to me by a friend. He knows my interests pretty well  🙂  erm not hair-removal, the dogs and cycling, just to be clear!