I’ve been informed that if you type in the address of my old blog, Coffee and PC, you now get a variety of pornography featuring a variety of different poses, genders and assorted implements that would readily excite teenage boys.
God only knows how this happened after I deleted it (1) but for once you can’t pin this on me. I don’t think, at any rate.
But I do find it rather funny that my name, or ex-name (2), is now forever sullied with the images of women doing rude things to themselves and men with large John Thomases. Especially when Coffee and PC is such a cosy, friendly image. One Mary Whitehouse may even have approved of.
There is, however, somewhat of an irony that the site of what was once onanistical penmanship for one man has now deleted the written part in favour of spreading the first bit far and wide (3).
Still, if you’ve tried to access it at work, I apologise. If your manager, boss or supervisor asks, just blame Darwin. American fundamentalist Christians have been trying that one for years, with some success.
(1) In fact he probably does. But I haven’t asked him, so he hasn’t told me. And I don’t intend to ask him either. I suspect the Almighty has more pressing matters on his hands than my question of: “Why does my ex-blog now contain pornography?”
(2) Or, in truth, nom de guerre.
(3) Or just into the nearest available Kleenex.