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 I appear to have developed an unnatural emotional connection to my blog. I know it's nothing special, it's just me rambling, but I love it I do!! So you can imagine my horror when I discovered that when you Google it you get some horrible spammy mobile phone ad site. Someone has taken my little name, and the name of one of my high quality blog posts and plonked it on their smelly site!! The nerve!! I feel violated so I do!! I wouldn't mind but my poor blog doesn't so much as get a look in. Where are all my lovely quality blog posts?? They were there, happy as Larry last time I checked sitting pretty in a Google search. I am aware no one is actually going to search for it, but it's the principle of the thing.

So off I trotted to blogger help, to find out how we send mister mobile phone packing and why my blog has gone poof. It's here we meet Nigel dear readers. Obviously no one is actually called Nigel but names have to be changed to protect the guilty. Let's just say he cruises the night fighting n00b crime everywhere!! You know when you end up having two entirely different conversations with someone. They're busy having their own little chat with themselves, paying you no heed what so ever. I'm pretty sure this guy actually thinks in zeros and ones, the patronisation, patronisingness, ah you know what I mean!! I imagine he envisaged me sitting here with a fat string of drool hanging out the side of my mouth. He failed to see the emotional turmoil I was going through at all. 

It turns out it's all about popularity me dears, that's what it all hinges on. If you're not in the cool gang your blog goes poof off google never to be seen again. The mobile phone site thing is an entire coincidence. A bot of some sort miraculously came up with the exact name of my blog, and the exact name of one of my posts, put them together and turned them into a page of highly reliable mobile merchandise. Seems likely right?? Yes, I thought so too, honestly I did!!

Who am I to argue with the wisdom of Nigel?? For now it looks as though the concrete box has become a perfectly respectable communication retailer, at least in the eyes of Google, you know, until I get in with the popular kids, pass cheerleader tryouts, throw out all my pocket protectors and bag the captain of the football team....