I’ve just been watching, from my bedroom window, the fireworks display celebrating the switching on of the Rugby Christmas lights and I’m reminded of that festive proverb which declares that there are 12 days of Christmas, but none of them falls in fucking November!
So we have passed the Spring Equinox. Time to dust off the camera and start the hunt for talent. Am I full of hope for the new season? You guessed it, no! Please tell me that the obsession for tattoos is now over and looking natural is the current trend.
So the age verification systems due to be enforced on all UK porn sites in April as part of the Digital Economy Act is to be delayed until later in the year so that further “public consultation” can take place. Good job. I’ve not heard anybody who has a clue how it is going to work and that includes the overpaid members of the quango charged with setting it up and policing it.
For over a year now my electricity supplier has pestered me about fitting one of their so called smart meters. Being an awkward cunt I’ve resisted, until that is a couple of weeks ago when they tricked me during a phone call. I would like to let you all know that they really do save you money, well they failed to make the appointment so had to pay me compensation! I’m looking forward to the new date and hoping they don’t turn up again because I need all the help I can get with reducing my energy bills.
I was sorting through a box of trannies when I happened upon a couple of nice sets shot one summer in the back jungle, sorry I meant garden. I thought they would make a jolly good update so I booted up the scanner to copy them across to the computer. Everything looked okay except the computer refused to acknowledge the existence of the scanner. Bollocks! With some excellent support from the writer of the VueScan software I use I’ve done a bit of testing but the only conclusion that can be drawn is sadly my scanner has kicked the bucket, well the thingy that controls the connection anyway. I’m not amused. A repair isn’t cheap and probably a waste of money because having bought it back in 2001 (cost almost £1000) it’s ancient technology and there is no guarantee it will work with any new computer I buy. I’m afraid my trannie collection will have to be marked out of bounds until I find the cash for a replacement.