GDPR, and the solution chosen by other parts of the world, notably the US.
Basically, there is now a good proportion of US sites that plain won’t serve you if you’re in the EU. They can’t be arsed with the legislation requirements.
Whilst that might be an up side, I am totally fed up with the greyed out websites that force you into accepting their Terms before they let you read them - I have probably consented to my data being used in far more ways now, than prior to GDPR.
I have two daughters who have kids. For some reason they have named there boy’s
Matias and Matteus both can be shortened to Matt. So when I presented them with the case that I would call the oldest Door and the youngest Car it was like WTF why would you do that.
Well the biggest one is a door mat and the smallest one a car mat was my reasonable answer.
15 minutes on from the annoyance and the kids finally realise tgat their whole selfie with a star thing has been utterly lost on me. It just whooshed.
The follow on but surely you must know…
Oh come on you’ve heard of… .
Nope.
I’m now feeling my ignorance can be rewarded by a smug grin.
The kids are just shaking their heads in disbelief
Used to have a friend that was very keen on cryptic crosswords, who would question me on things, but knew better than to tell me the clue, as worded, as that would distract me from what he wanted.
It’s all how you look at the question and unfortunately for you, you’re just like me.
Sorry
My uncle got me hook line and sinker once,
Uncle Bobby: ‘Gav do you like crosswords?’
Me: ‘Yeah I do’
UB: ‘Good because I’m stuck on this cryptic clue, ‘‘Stolen from the postman’’, any ideas?’
Me: ‘How many letters?’
UB: Chuckles smugly to himself
Me:
Yes, it’s a question of knowing how such clues are constructed and therefore being able to solve them. Not brain power as such, more the kind of brain you have. Twisted is good.
Yeah, it’s purely how you look at the question. He was a ground worker, but very good at cryptic, because he knew how to take the wording. Even smart enough to teach me a bit about it
Arriving in France to find my dream of a nice dinner is screwed because Versailles is shut on Sunday.
So order a Pizza delivery with a,€4.90 Asian Grocer wine and an old mate comes round.
We talk shit, drink wine, Tiger is back and the world is in sync…
An unexpected magical evening