The Curmudgeon telephoned me. He said that he'd been awaiting an e-mail response or a blog comment on his post this morning. I told him that I hadn't been able to open my google account this morning as I've forgotten the password. He gave me a real bollocking, told me the password and made me write it in big letters on the wall behind the computer (Lucky The Old Girl isn't up here this weekend).
Anyway I read the post and the offensive and alarming Angry Jesus one. Bastard!
TC advised to not do anything rash but to just make comments on my blog posts. Well, OK, maybe but to my mind I'd like to go around and smash up that bastards computerabacus tablets.