We Really Have To Change Our Password

It has come to our attention that one of our so-called "followers" intends to use our secret internet password to buy Spam and Wine from a Big Shop (not Tesbury's then {so-called "Independent" Supermarket}).

Naturally, we are worried sick over this prospective infringement of our civil liberties and human rights and are now having to go through all the rigmarole and kerfuffle of changing our secret internet password from "Xenofobe" to "Zenerphoooobe1".

That's the very last time we try and give anyone advice on internet safety and security. The very last time.

The other bit of advice is never type "sucky" into Gooogel, especially if so-called "safe search" is in the "off" position.

An Apology

Here's a picture of the comedy chef watching the countdown before a chick explodes.

Apparently he has now set himself up as some sort of teacher and appeared on television with a dribbling apology to all the teachers he played up at school, saying that it's wrong to talk when someone else is talking.

We'd prefer it if Jimmy Olivier kept his thoughts to himself and realised that for him, it's probably wrong to talk at all.

Pancakes!! Yippee!!

It's "Pancake Day" (or "Mardi Gras" as they say abroad. It means "Fat Tuesday" in French. Why - nobody knows!! Funny how it always co-incides with our "Pancake Day").

Well, tonight we had a "Pancake Extravaganza".
For starters, Seafood Pancakes
For mains, "Pancake Italienne" ( 8 pancakes filled with Bolognese Sauce for that Continental Twist!)
For pud, Pancakes.

As a special treat I'm going to slip in to my Brazillian outfit I made for the Bungay Carnival in 1997 and give Ray a showtime to remember. I haven't done my Brazillian dance since last Pancake Day/Mardi Gras, when my feathers got caught in our light fitting, plunging the house into darkness.
Ay-ee! Musica!

TTFN
Fay XX

Password Problems

Does anyone else have problems forgetting their so-called "Password"?
It seems we have to have one for everything these days, from gasman to banks to library cards to butcher to baker to candlestick maker {if there are any of them left - who knows} to tax man, to telephone man, to building society lady, to doctor, to dentist, to chiropodist, to sports injury clinic, to pub, to grub, to so-called internet hub, to Spotify account {whatever that is}, to travel agent to estate agent, to travel agent, to optician, to building society {did we metion that?}, to train ticket, to shoe shop, to Twitter(not bird talk), to enter a building , to leave a building, to buy from the internet, to sell from the internet, to talk to someone, to leave a message for anyone, to shop, to drop, to sell, to write a note to someone, to talk to your vet ,to text , to e mail, to play a game, to use the mobile telephone, to call from the mobile telephone, to leave a message on the moblie telephone to go through a gate with a lock, to get into a block of flats( when Fay delivers meals on wheels) et cetera et cetera.
We're sure there's many more.
Anyway, many's the time we've found ourselves on the phone shouting our personal details to an Indian or a robot or sometimes both, or even worse, sometimes someone in the North East (or "Geordie-land" as we sometimes call it) when we've forgotten our password.
We've come up with an ingenious idea.
Just use the same easy-to-remember password for everything
We use "Xenofobe". This word -as everyone knows - means "terror of the new". Our twist is, spelling it wrong, so no internet criminal could ever guess it.
So, hooray! We have password internet comfort and safety all in one.