“Where was I? Oh yeah. Now, you get a lifetime’s thought on just one little disk. That’s what makes the Privet Cloud so valuable. Yeah, the Make Police, they like the Privet Cloud. They’re there — trying to be. Those hacks are rare, these days. Your mind is pretty safe…

“Record. Minimise. Wait, that’s it. Close. So. Anyway. Your type gets in the way of thinking. Your type is your emotion. I’m surprised I haven’t wrestled this more definitely. I think about these things. Don’t get me wrong. But that’s the thing. The part of it. Me wanting certainty. All…

The story must have got a thousand likes from other targets. His perplexity, the way that he described it; you could still relate to it. But there was this strong extra vibe of the absurd. An eggcup. He attached a pic. He said that he was pretty definite it wasn’t…

And in reality — the real world — I’m going nowhere. Just technically I’ve still got things like a bank account — though obviously if I look at that on screen, that’s questionable. No phones, no laptops, mac — all gone. And now this guy, the original policeman, has escalated…

Must have gone through every locksmith in the book — or on the net, these days. Do they still have those Yellow Pages, or is everything online with that like everything is now? I sound like a bit of a technophobe the way I’m phrasing that — a Luddite. Nah…

Purple t-shirt on that advertises the cruising brand. Don’t know why it’s purple, must be something in my mind. Then one customer asks you what time you expected to arrive. And maybe they not happy for some other reason in their life — the question cuts a little. Does it…

I’ve always loved a newspaper: the feel, the sight, the metaphorical weight. And by the time I finished studying I was an expert on them. Knew them well. I precis. This target, a then economics student called Nathan, described another concern: “I subscribed to a lot of serious papers then…

Here’s another user from the forum (Daniel): “For me it was the history in my browser. Whenever I went to check it it was blank. I rarely ever clear it and I knew it wasn’t me. So I supposed, at first, that it must be a bug. I couldn’t find…

“The first time that I noticed a phrase I’d written being somewhere else was on my Twitter a few days after my iPhone had bricked. I used to follow a load of journalists back then, top intellectuals, authors, and other people as well, just ordinary people without that many followers…