Peter Rhodes on goaty milk, killer dogs and slagging-off cowboys
Yesterday's reference to goats' milk ice-cream may have looked like an endorsement of goat-based products. Not exactly. As a general rule, you can get the milk out of the goat but you'll never quite get the goat out of the milk.
Spooky technology corner. Our old smart meter was not smart enough to duck when lightning struck Chateau Rhodes a couple of years ago. It was frazzled beyond repair. The power company E.on quickly replaced it with a traditional meter, with the promise of a shiny new smart one soon. Many months passed. A few nights ago Mrs Rhodes and I were talking about ordering a smart meter when the phone rang. It was someone from E.on asking if we fancied a new smart meter. I mean, what are the odds?
Or, in these data-leaking days, could our meter simply be talking to the other chip-driven devices in the house who cyber-blab our conversations to E.on? I've never really trusted that toaster.
