Yes, friends, have YOU ever fallen victim to a scammer? It's so easy to do, especially if the scammer is both silver-tongued, and a hopeless romantic at the same time, as this story in the local Onion News for East Hampshire this morning makes abundantly clear, to put it mildly!
The story of the Middle Wallop Scammer, however, brings a bit of a quietish chuckle to the mouths of me and my light-to-moderate wife Lois this morning, however, and here in rural, semi-leafy Liphook, Hampshire, it enlivens our walk in the sunshine over nearby Old Man Lowsley's Farm considerably, which is nice!
me and my light-to-moderate wife Lois this morning, walking over
nearby Old Man Lowsley's Farm and listening to the lovely birdsong
And we can't help feeling a bit sorry for Middle Wallop's many "single white females". Because, with the town's so-called "scammer in chief" now being pilloried in the local press, these poor women's search for a "friendship and possibly more" must go on, sadly!
Little did Lois and I know, however, that we were about to have our own first brush with a bunch of scammers, who ring our doorbell soon after we get back from our walk. They offer to use "smart chemicals" to kill off all the weeds on our driveway and generally "seal it" and "spruce it up" (no pun intended!!!), because they were doing the house across the street today, the one belonging to Rachel. Weeding our driveway is just one more job Lois and I "haven't got round to", and something certainly needs to be done about it one of these days, that's for sure!
Fast forward to later today - I showcase some of the
weeds on our driveway, weeds that have become the target
of some local scammers - oh dear!
Luckily, however, I thought to check with Rachel over the road, where they are supposedly doing a similar job today, and she says she has never heard of them, so we politely refuse their offer. Plus I tell the scammers that I'll just check also with our immediate next-door neighbours Sarah and Olly, mentioning that they are both police officers working for Surrey Police, over the county line in Guildford, and surprise surprise those "driveway weed specialists" seem suddenly anxious to get in their car and speed away.
I wonder why!
The next surprise is a visit from two officers from our local Hampshire Police, come to check that we are "okay" - another neighbour had noticed these "weed specialist" guys going around from door to door in the neighbourhood, and acting suspiciously, so he had called the police earlier.
Officer Steve tells Lois and me that we would be classed as "vulnerable" due to our advanced age (!) - 79 this year, 80 next year, we confirm - you do the maths haha!!! And later he emails us with the county police's guide for old codgers. "The Little Book of Big Scams" , whether it's scams on the doorstep, on the phone, or on the internet, and how to keep safe, which is nice.
But at the same time, "Kudos, Hampshire Constabulary!" Aren't our policemen-and-women wonderful!
They have a serious, and sometimes dangerous job to do, so it's nice that they get their occasional "lighter moments", at least according to a tip-off from another Steve, our American brother-in-law, who passes on to us this snippet, reported here on the Metro news website:
Lois and I didn't realise that this isn't the first such case that the police service has had to deal with.
According to Metro, a similar prank took place during an FA Cup match between Wolves and Liverpool, which was interrupted by 'porn noises' for almost 15 minutes back in January 2023. The BBC had been forced to apologise for the intermittent interruptions, and presenter Gary Lineker revealed afterwards that the noises had come from a small mobile phone hidden in the studio.
flashback to January 2023: "sex noises" during BBC
coverage of an FA cup tie between Wolves and Liverpool
And the signer-woman (above, left) doing the simultaneous sign language for the dear and hard of hearing, seems unsure about how exactly to "sign" the sex-noises - and Lois and I don't blame her, poor woman !!!!
Is there a criminal mastermind behind both pranks? And if so, who is this "Mister Big" who's committing these dastardly crimes, including possibly the most serious threat to Parliament since the Gunpowder Plot of 1605. I think we should be told, don't you!!!
21:00 Policemen are allowed to be funny, at times, and Lois and I finally get to relax today, watching the trials and tribulations of diminutive Bedford policeman Paul Jessop and his chaotic family, which is nice.
In this week's episode policeman Paul. played by Jim Howick, has inadvertently damaged his hot-water bottle.
Poor Paul !!!!!
Paul's wife Rachel, who hates it when Paul calls it his "hot-bot", doesn't want an electric blanket either, because "that's what old people do", you know, like liking 1980's heart-throb ballad-singer, Michael Ball, and that kind of thing!
Oh dear, poor Rachel !!!!
By coincidence Lois and I "powered up" our electric blanket this last week, with the suddenly cooler September temperatures. It comes on in the afternoons for "nap time" and then again in the evenings for that lovely "toasty" feeling at 10 o'clock.
Talking of which, will this do?
[Oh just go to bed! - Ed]
22:00 We go to bed - zzzzzz!!!!!
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