R's rue

Here are two numbers to juggle with. They are 81 and 152. 81 is the number of  comments I found in my spam folder yesterday and 152 is the number of  comments I have found there today. 90% of the comments were originally posted by me in response to visitors' comments. They dated back to 2007. None of these comments were offensive  and none were written to promote dodgy businesses. You can imagine how irritating and time-consuming it is to plough through a folder packed with alleged spam comments. You have to re-publish each comment individually and what I do not know is what tomorrow will bring. Will my spam folder be annoyingly refilled by mindless Blogger bots? Although Blogger has been a pretty kind and efficient host through the years, there seems to be no way of complaining to the service or explaining user problems to them. It's the same with a lot of big businesses these days. They just don't want us talking to them or even finding ways and means of contacting...

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I remembered his face, but not his name  I had forgotten it a second after he told me. I was wrong footed at the door what with the dogs barking and all. So it took several minutes to restore order, quiet and peace. I sat him on the couch , and I sat on the grey chair under the lamp  He refused the offer of tea. Albert walked through sniffing loudly before we cut to the chase I will call him Jim  Jim used to enter my flower show a decade ago  He asked about the “ Sponsor a pane “ initiative for the hall, that’s why he was there His partner had died four years ago now and he wanted to sponsor a pane in her memory But they had lived almost 7 miles away so he wasn’t sure he could fit the criteria I told him of course he could sponsor one. He was so worried that he didn’t qualify  We chatted “ I miss her on Sunday’s the most “ he told me gently “ having breakfast which we made together listening to the radio “ “Cooking alongside someone witho...