MORE FUN WITH THE TROLLLS

As anyone who has ever surfed the net will know there are two absolute certainties. Firstly it is certain that from time to time one lands in strange territory, secondly one will eventually encounter Trolls.

I have often seen the comment” How the hell did I get here” and although it can be a little disconcerting at times for me it is all art of the fun.

Trolls however are different, they are parasitic little ticks who delight in singling out those who may be vulnerable for their sick games, and take delight in spoiling the pleasure of others on popular sites by becoming so offensive that contributors leave in droves and often the site is forced to close

I recently encountered such a creature after leaving a short comment on a video I had been watching. The young woman, who shall be nameless, treated me to the usual rambling abuse and foul language common to the breed.

When this failed to achieve the desired result she began a barrage of personal insults couched in bad grammar, a woeful dearth of capital letters and littered with glaring contradictions.

Now unable to get the better of me alone she has inveigled a friend into swapping malicious chatter in the hope that I shall get angry and respond. She has not the wit to realise that by doing so she has given me the game.

Hopefully while these silly children amuse themselves in chatting to each together others will be safe from their malice.

What is worrying is the fact that she appears to have employment which gives her a degree of control over vulnerable people. Small wonder that events such as the recent death of an innocent child due to the incompetence of a team of Social Workers happen so frequently when such ignorant, vicious people are place in charge of the welfare of others.

I have some advice to anyone who finds themselves on the receiving end of trollery and it is this. Always remember that they resort to these games due to their own inadequacy. Never explain yourself to them not matter what the provocation and always give as good as you get.

Of course you could ignore them altogether but where' s the fun in that. Wind them up and watch them go, then sit back and enjoy the show.

I spent some time in the garden yesterday continuing the battle with Ground Elder and Cleavers. Since my recent bout of ill health I am easily tired and how I have missed my time out of doors.

The garden looks very pretty now and most of the bulbs we planted are either in flower or well on the way to it, apart that is from the Anemone Blanda corms which were scoffed by squirrels. Ho hum.