I just now read in my newspaper that some chap who works for Amazon has been busy writing five-star reviews for several hours each day. Their glowing reviews are apparently a load of tosh. But the small items I buy aren't likely to disappoint (eg a little tin of doorstep paint, a steel nailbrush, four cans of non-alcoholic Guinness made in Nigeria for husband, a nice pack of disposable face masks for £6 etc)

Our landline number is ex-directory, and Telephone Preference registered, so legally no company is permitted to ring us unsolicited.

The only funny calls we get (very rarely) is for a hotel in the next village. Their number is only one digit different to ours. I once got polite chap wanting to book six people for dinner. I told him our table only seated two, and my cooking left a lot to be desired, but my husband could manage a fiery hot curry. Then I advised him not to mis-dial again. He was very sorry. (Not as sorry as if he'd tried the curry, he'd have needed an ambulance!)