Sticky Toffee Cake
After finishing an article this afternoon I noted the time in my notebook (yes, I’m serious about getting organised) and then went to check my emails. There was one from the chair of a group I’m in, asking if I could let him know that I had received the email and asking if I could do him a favour. He couldn’t ring, he explained, as he had laryngitis and it was painful to speak.
It seemed a bit strange, as we had never corresponded before, but I checked the email, which seemed OK and sent him a reply.
I got a reply almost by return, thanking me for getting in touch and telling me what the favour was. Could I buy an Apple gift card for him. He wanted it as a birthday gift for a young cancer patient he knows but couldn’t do it himself by phone because of the painful laryngitis and couldn’t do it via Amazon because it didn’t seem to be working for him.
At that point I became annoyed with myself for answering the first email. The gift card, the heart-rending recipient, the pathetic excuses for why he couldn’t do it himself . . .
Botham’s Whitby
Someone was clearly trying to scam me. However, there is always the lurking doubt, isn’t there? I clearly couldn’t email as someone seemed to have hacked it. And I couldn’t ring, because if he did have laryngitis it would be uncomfortable for him.
So I rang the membership secretary. I was halfway through the explanation when he told me not to worry as I was the third person to call and I wasn’t about to upset a sick man by refusing to him buy a birthday present for a sick child.
I don’t like scammers. I don’t like the feeling that they are circling round me. And I don’t like the idea that one day, as my mental state declines, that I may actually fall for it and give someone my cash or my bank details. Or both.
I’m sure I had something important to say too.
Toasted Teacakes
I can smell banana cake cooking. Julia decided to pre-empt my baking efforts with her own. She’s also made crumble. OK, it’s of limited importance to most of my readers, but it’s quite important to me.
I’m sure there was something else but my brain tends to close down when it smells baking.
This is the second post of the day. This is the link to the first.
Eccles Cake
Scammers are getting so good that you do need to think twice. Scary world
It gets scarier as I get older.
A depressing story but banana cake and crumble are just the things to make the world seem a little brighter.
🙂 They are indeed.
Very important to say
🙂 Thank you Derrick.
Scams abound on the Internet like fleas, ticks, chiggers and lice. It is annoying.
It certainly is. 🙂
I am very cautious these days about scammers and often get one or the other of my daughters to vet things that may be dodgy.
It’s a good scheme. They are very clever people – they have left me feeling I am in the wrong for unreasonably failing to help a non-existent cancer victim.