Click On Us - And Get A Surprise

A friend who follows these blogs contacted me via the Facebook system yesterday to tell me that he was getting a surprise when he tried to read the blog - it shuffled him off to a sex site.

Most annoying. And a bit of a professional challenge. After all, how can I compete with the various things displayed on a sex site - busty, dusty, dusky, or damaged - if my resources are limited to the contents of our photography shop. I realise that our staff have their charms but I am hesitant to uncover them...

Please rest assured that the management here have no interest in sex. The sales staff have no interest in sex. The repair technicians have no interest in sex. The writer of this blog has no interest in sex. We are moral and straight-laced and buttoned up to our chins in sensible woolen garments.

The answer will lie somewhere in the complex computer system that runs the web - someone somewhere has thrown the thing in and until the IT chap comes back and exorcises it you might get sex or gambling or cheap medications. And Nigerians. " Hello Dear, This is Precious Imbubu..." All you can do is keep the firewalls up and hope for the best.

Meanwhile, if you are running a bit low on hysteria, fraud, and Grumpy Cat, may I recommend an hour on Facebook? You'll never get that hour back in your life but you will get to see what a lot of your friends have had for lunch.

Uncle Dick