How weird is spam? I’ve just cleared down the spam folder for the first time in ages and I had to chuckle at what gets sent to the blog. Our latest haul was a really eclectic mix of Canada goose jackets, Emily’s bail bonds (not sure they’re much use this side of the pond) and a range of semi-marketing, half-medical sounding junk.

I have to admit that when one spam post urged me to ‘verbalize my ankles’ I kind of considered not junking it. Random stuff prompted random post – I’m off now to consider if verbalising any body part is 1. Possible and 2. Worthwhile…