
Sometimes I converse with them in an idle moment or two, just to see what happens.
A recent con attempt was a communication from someone purporting to be Banksy's accountant contacting me from Pest Control; Banksy would love to have a copy of the original photo for his personal archives. Yeah right... so why is the email not from the pestcontroloffice.com domain? I get a dubious answer, something about the need to be able to deny the existence of a request for the image...so I play along a bit.. telling stories, some true, some half true, some not...about events back then in Hoxton. Anyway the conversation was getting a little tiresome. So I send my final email not really expecting a reply: "Because you are not corresponding from the official pestcontroloffice.com domain please ask Banksy these questions based on memories that only he and I could share, so that I'm absolutely convinced that you are who you say you are.".. then a bit of bait: "You don't have to bother with this request, I think I'm close to trusting you". I got a reply..and a RESULT! - Comedy gold! Grade U*. Zero. Zilch. Nada. . Banksy must have had a brain trauma, or a personality transplant. How might a stereotypical British street artist speak?..Ok...let's go!

