GDPR … How are you coping? Or, rather, how is your inbox coping? Talking of inbox, I bought the new iPhone X. The Apple Shop man soon downloaded all my bumf from the “cloud”. Slick, except that it didn’t stop downloading. In came 26,640 emails from the last umpteen years. What fun. 

So to GDPR: in my view, it’s gone too far. A pal of mine has just received a “Let’s stay in touch email” from his first wife – he hasn’t seen her for five years. Another pal is a member of local allotment society: for them, GDPR stands for the Gardening, Digging, Planting and Raking club. And, yes, the Information Commissioner’s Office told the 40 members they must send emails telling each other about private and personal things. 

Let me make a confession: this GDPR thing is driving me scats. What is this malarkey all about?

Data protection regulations have existed in the EU for the last 20 years. This new GDPR is an add-on is to give you and me more power over our personal data – what, how, why, where and when our personal data is used, processed (big word) and disposed of. From what I can fathom, there are quite a few outfits out there that have got something on you, and you, and you. And you don’t even know that your personal stuff is being passed from pillar to post.

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