The world will be better of without you. Amateur porn “Ed Milliband,” she muttered, “Shave a monkey and you have a labour leader.”
“Very funny,” I agreed, “Hardly the sort of site he comments on.”
“They think they’re anonymous,” she chuckled, “Toby at work says he has a program to reveal where their computer is connected, or at least where they posted from.”
“I expect he does love,” I said patronisingly, “But you work at the MOD and you signed the official secrets act remember.”
“No, its freeware,” she said, “I’ll email him, maybe he can send us the program or a link.”
“But it’s not funny,” I said, “I sweated blood over that story!”
“And it took all those hours,” she laughed, “Making yourself look busy when there is absolutely nothing to do as head of the Home School Transport CoOrdination department for ten months of the year.”
“Pays the cat’s vet’s bills,” I said, “And when I get published,” I grinned, “I can retire and write full time.”
“No, absolutely not, no more research,” she insisted, “That poor woman said the room still smelled a month afterwards Andrew, thank god we rented and didn’t try it here!”
“You enjoyed it at the time,” I explained.
