Judging by the absence of the canine one there is no WiFi in Skeggy or Margate or wherever TF he has gone to.
Or possibly our technodog has decided to opt for a non Google Ad clicking environment by choice.
Perhaps he hates us really?
Ex-forces type bloke. Argumentative, snappy, opinionated, provocative (
), bolshie but endearing.
Let us roll up our local newspapers REALLY tightly into a solid tube of punishment, grip tightly our slightly smelly but firm slipper of pain and think of our Snoopy.
And remember, if you dont know the passcode for the WiFi connection, find someone and BEAT it out of them.