“He replied,” Julie shouted later that evening, “He sent the program.”
“Great,” I said, “I’m busy.”
“Wanking?” she asked. “Tell them to fuck off!” he said. Free 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
