Sometimes Pricewatch yearns for the good old days when scam artists were almost fatally stupid. They would content themselves with firing off emails to everyone in the country at the same time claiming to be from the children of sub-Saharan despots or the legal representatives of dead bankers in faraway places promising us in semiliterate language outlandish sums if we just gave them access to our bank accounts for a few minutes.
The good news for us was that not only were their ruses absurd beyond belief, the people behind them were also pretty gullible themselves. Back in the day, when Pricewatch had time on its hands, we used to bait the fools. We set up a dedicated Hotmail account – that might tell you how long ago it was – under the name Anaive Eejit and every time a scam email arrived we would respond with breathless enthusiasm, promising the shadowy criminals at the other end of the chain our full co-operation.
Our inbox quickly filled up with mails starting with the lovely phrase: “Hello A naive Eejit…”
Once we managed to get a criminal who was pretending to sell cars to come on to the Ray Darcy Show in its Today FM incarnation, which was pleasingly bizarre, but our crowning moment came when we managed to get two of the dodgiest blokes in…