Apr 072008
 

Last updated on December 1st, 2010

I had two interesting calls yesterday from foreign gentlemen. Their basic call went thus:

“Hello, is that Mr Rees?”    Hmm I replied.
“Hi, I’m Simon from LHR. Someone, either you or someone from your address has made an insurance claim from your address recently…”   “Who exactly are you?” I said.

He then repeated the first bit again.

At this point, I politely said I didn’t want to speak to them and put the phone down before they could answer. In retrospect, in light of the HSBC news today, I’d wished I’d carried on to find out as much as I could about them/him as I’m now sure they were phishing for more details of me and my house / family / circumstances etc

This is the today’s article on the BBC. You’ll see that the lost details are limited but specific – enough to find a person and wheedle more info out.  I’m pretty sure that someone has got a disc and is trying it on.

This whole thing, the moving of data on compact discs, stinks.  There’s no need for it.  One would have thought that the information, for organisations as big as the government HMRC or DVLA, Nationwide, Norwich Union and now HSBC, could send stuff as secure FTP or SSL at 256 bit encryption down those big fat fibre-optic pipes that they supposedly have.  If they haven’t then what the fuck are they spending the money on?

In light of this, the draconian loss in our freedom rights and the total incompetence of anyone in database security, I shall not be getting or partaking in any form of government or other organisation’s ID scheme and I advise everyone to do the same.

You may take away our homes, you may take away our insurance policies, you may take away our privacy; but you’ll never take away OUR FREEDOM!

  One Response to “HSBC data loss and the Mysterious Phone Call”

  1. Rashiv phoned me this morning. ‘Hello Mrs Rees, this is Rashiv from whatever it is insurances.’
    ‘Do I know you?’
    ‘I’m from whatsit insurance services. What I would like to know is, has anyone in your family recently had an accident?’
    ‘Oh hallo, sorry who is it that you know?’
    ‘I am calling from whatsit services’
    ‘I don’t know you, who are you calling? Where are you calling from?’
    ‘Er…………well……………we’re in North Yorkshire..’
    ‘Really? Well I don’t know you, who is it you know at this number? How did you get hold of this number?’
    Phone went dead.

    Just to reiterate what my Dad told me all those years ago – DON’T ACCEPT COLD CALLERS! You don’t know who they are, if you need a service, get on yellow pages or ask your friends and look for it yourself.

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