Heart Attack Diary: #8

It’s not just the heat. It’s the drums. The drums and the heat. Make the drums stop, Caruthers. Make the blessed drums stop!

 

I now have three appointments at the cardiology clinic.

They add up to two consecutive afternoons of back-to-back appointment fun.

I’m reading up on all my best jokes to keep the nurses entertained.

They love that.

Erm.

Yesterday, in the company of a work colleague, his partner and her 7yo son (and their mentile as anything dog), I walked five miles along the bank of the River Trent.

We walked around the National Watersports (no, not that kind) Centre for a bit, and then headed along the Trent in towards the Lady Bay Bridge.

I really enjoyed the walk, but we covered the ground much slower than if I’d been flying solo.

I might have a proper crack at that walk tomorrow.

My colleague had (probably) been briefed not to talk about work, so we didn’t. At least we didn’t in any great detail, just one or two generalities.

But we had a little tech chat or two (about non-work things), which was nice.

I have spent some time, over the last week, debugging a hacked website.

Mostly that involved just reading code, and googling some pretty esoteric .php and SQL.

The hacked website (one of mine that I left languishing for the last two years on a shared-by-many GoDaddy server) is now back online.

It’s not only been debugged, but I’ve gone to great pains to harden the security: validate all file permissions, remove the legacy users, put a new user in place with upgraded access requirements, delete the FTP user, migrate the MySQL database to a new MySQL database with a new root user and updated root access.

Then I updated the design, and modernised some of the functionality.

So it might be that the podcast could be making a return appearance.

There are some logistical problems that need to be solved, in order to make a return truly viable, but these are being worked on.

There are a couple of very good security plugins for WordPress now.

I’ve tried the iSecurity plugin, which is quite good, but Wordfence is very much my favourite.

Anyway.

Today I didn’t undertake any significant walking.

But I did take the ZX10R out for the first time since the ‘event’.

I was not reckless.

And was very careful.

My pulse may have quickened slightly when the garage door rolled up and I saw the pristine ZX10 waiting for me in all her Ninja blackness.

And my pulse may have continued to beat slightly quicker as I wheeled the ZX10R out and started her up.

But actually I felt fine.

And I took my pulse rate, just to be sure.

The good news is I haven’t forgotten how to ride a 1,000cc Super Sports Bike.

There is no bad news 😀

I grinned the whole time I was out, though I was only in the saddle for 90 minutes in total (two stops en-route).

And when I came back my pulse rate was unsurprisingly in the 72-74/BPM range, which is my ‘normal’.

So that’s alright then.

 

Ripping off the NHS patients

Here’s a thought.

As an in-patient, I was only able to access Internet services via the WiFi provider that the hospital partners with.

The 4G signal being somewhat patchy.

It is right, frankly, that neither the wider NHS, nor the Nottingham University NHS Trust/Nottingham City Hospital provides this kind of service.

They need to concentrate on their core activities.

But Internet services are fundamental, in this day and age: access to the Internet has even been judged a human right.

There needs to be a review of the current Internet Service Provider to patients at the Nottingham City Hospital.

WiFi Spark, ISP ripping off NHS patients

WiFi Spark, ISP ripping off hospital patients

WiFi Spark charge their captive market £6/day for an advertised download speed of 1Mb.

But hang on, VirginMedia charge me an equivalent £1.58/day for an actual download speed of 200Mb (and 20Mb upload).

So WiFi Spark charge four times the price that VirginMedia charge, whilst the so-much-cheaper VirginMedia deliver a service that is actually 200 times faster than WiFi Spark promise to deliver?

Yes, so it would seem.

Anyway, because I had no alternative, I bit the exorbitant bullet and paid £9/day to WiFi Spark.

And yet never once, in that 24 hour period, did I get anything above 250Kb download.

Sometimes, I barely got over 100Kb download, and seldom got above 25Kb on the upload.

So the service levels that WiFi Spark advertise are nothing more than made up numbers?

So it would seem.

And let’s look at those prices.

Not an actual price of £6/day, but a true cost of £9/day for two devices.

And if you have three devices, then the true cost is £12/day (which doubles the advertised price).

£12/day for shockingly awful levels of service.

My phone tried to do an OS upgrade, and in 18 hours it still hadn’t downloaded the upgrade pack.

18 hours!

OK, so these are terrible levels of (paid through the nose) service, but that isn’t this point which has got me so (non-medically) inflamed.

That there is no alternative.

And presumably, because this has been allowed to continue, the NHS Trust that runs the hospital has never carried out a value-for-money service review?

I doubt it.

This is what has angered me.

A full service review needs to happen, else the patients are just going to continue getting ripped off.

And ripping off a bunch of people who are not only captive, but who are seriously unwell, is beyond unethical.

It is a scandal.

Watching ones words

Today I sat down and read my employer’s Social Media policy.

I mean I really read it.

Like a novel.

Cover to cover.

Didn’t skip a single nuance.

*pauses for a long thought*

Anyway, I’m off to delete around 97% of my Twitter feed.

See you in about 2018.

Video nasty

Today I watched a computerphile video that scared the living crap out of me.

As a result of this video, I’ve come home and changed the root, the system, the user, and the backup passwords on everything I own, even though they were already ‘secure’ by most standards of IT security.

Then I changed the passwords on all of my webservices.

If watching this video doesn’t have the same effect on you – that you immediately change your Amazon, email, eBay and any other webservice password – then you need to have a word with yourself.

Really.

Money for nothing

The ever-unfolding Ashley Madison story is very interesting.

For a number of reasons.

First of all, I need to say that I have no moral axe to grind with regard to either the Ashley Madison or Adult Friend Finder websites.

They are, in my eyes, not significantly different from any other dating website(s).

And if you think married individuals (men and/or women) are not all over the more mainstream dating websites ‘looking for NSA fun’, they you really have led a sheltered life, haven’t you?

So yeah, Ashley Madison and Adult Friend Finder are not really much different to Match, PoF, or SaM.

They provide a service.

You may not agree with the somewhat direct nature of the service they provide.

That’s up to you.

But the seekers and users of those services (the marrieds of this world who want to know what else is on the market) will find a way to get what they want.

They’ll find a way to get what they want whether they use the overtly direct services of Ashley Madison, or the covertly indirect possibilities that services such as Match, PoF, SaM (etc) offer.

However, what I do have a problem with is services that charge a fee for a range of functions, and then don’t carry them out correctly.

So when users of services such as Ashley Madison and Adult Friend Finder find their secure data plastered all over the internet, that’s pretty bloody awful.

What that shows is that the secure data that Ashley Madison users have entrusted to the website, has been kept in a wholly insecure manner.

And let’s face it, personal details such as full name, date of birth, email address, and credit card information are some of the most secure data that we own.

So you’d expect it to be kept securely, right?

But when that secure data becomes available to anyone with a web-browser, that’s taking the description ‘incompetent’ to a whole new level.

Of course it is.

But when ex-users (and that’s a key phrase in the coming thought) of Ashley Madison and Adult Friend Finder have paid an additional premium fee to ensure that their personal data is removed from all aspects of those websites, and yet that supposedly-deleted data is also included in the same publicly-available list of users…

Well, that’s way beyond incompetent.

And it’s a long way beyond dishonest.

That’s actually criminally fraudulent.

And that’s something I do have a problem with.

Blogathon 21/15 – humping

I have spent a large proportion of this morning humping.

My friend, the venerable Mr Rudder, has been helping me rack up servers.

We had a problem with the fixing screws for the front of the rails.

The problem being that the screws were fractionally too large for the fixing holes.

But a visit to B&Q sorted that.

And as a result, there are now two HP DL380 servers racked up and partially cabled.

Yay!

All we need now is BT Openreach to sort itself out and get the bloody line connected.

As soon as that’s done, I can begin installing CentOS and building VMs.

Just stuff…

Very interesting day today in Westminster, with the London office of the people I’m currently working for.

Learned loads, and made progress on a big technical project.

Looks like I have to go down to the Cheltenham HQ for a few days, which would be a pain in the backside, and would mean having to stay down there, because commuting isn’t going to happen.

The trouble is, when one is dealing with complex information systems, there are a lot of pre-requisites that need to get lined up before the actual project delivery can commence.

And oh boy, am I dealing with a lot of pre-requisites.

On a broadly similar topic, I’ve been continuing to look at IP-related activity. I’ve switched from port-monitoring to IP-monitoring.

Speaking of travel, I have a potential short, sharp visit to make down south, which, despite the distance and the dodgy weather, I’m actually looking forward to. Maybe this weekend, if things pan out.

Anyway.

I got outbid on a bike on eBay last night. I am more disappointed than I thought.

But there’s another one…

And I’m viewing two houses tomorrow evening.

It’s all go, eh?