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Me & my Dongle: Mobile Broadband

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Paul Whybrow

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I connect to the Internet by using a mobile broadband dongle, plugged into a USB port. I use pay as you go. When I moved to my present location, nine years ago, I checked online at the local library, to see which mobile broadband provider had the strongest signal. I live midway between two telecommunications masts in Cornwall, on a site that's surrounded by hundreds of acres of flat fields, so I kind of thought that I'd have no problem with reception.

In fact, back in 2009, there was only one company that covered my area—Three.co.uk—this was the only reason I used them.

I acquired one of their dongles, which came with a SIM, and attempted to register with their service. After hours of trying, this proved to be impossible, so I made a round trip of 20 miles to their nearest shop. It took the sales staff two hours to get anywhere, and they,(following fraught phone conversations with senior staff), eventually replaced my dongle and SIM. Not a good start.

I persevered with 3 for five years (I'm a masochist stubborn!), even though their service was patchy, at best, with connection speeds measured in kilobytes per second. Sending technical queries to them was a waste of time, as they were never answered. Simply adding credit to my account, by entering the details from a voucher, was sometimes impossible. This meant placing a call to the Helpline, in, you guessed it, Mumbai. I've nothing but praise for their staff, who were unfailingly polite and helpful, willingly phoning me back to sort out the problem. I got the impression that they had a lot of practice!

There were other issues. In 2005, 3 decided to redesign the look of their site...great, thinks I, perhaps they'll make it easier to navigate. Instead, they removed 3GB of credit from my account, taking it back to zero, and refused to reimburse me. To add to the fun, a couple of years later, the day after I'd topped-up my account with 5 Gigabytes, 4 GB of it disappeared overnight in downloads of films. Unless I was sleepwalking, it wasn't done by me. Puzzled by the titles, which were in an Oriental script, I did some research and found that they were South Korean pornography! Using geolocation I used the IP address of the downloader, to find that it was based in Hong Kong, where 3's corporate headquarters are—and in the range of IP addresses owned by them! Effectively, I was paying for someone at 3, be it humble geek technician or salaried executive, to pleasure themselves! o_O

I'd had enough. 3 again ignored my vociferous complaints, even though I provided them with evidence via screenshots of the wrongdoing. By this point, I was thoroughly pissed off with computers in general, for I was still using Microsoft's Vista operating system (universally acknowledged, their worst ever), that was more obstructive than helpful, and trying to connect to the Internet via 3—who acted like crooks. I'd developed such a seething hatred for them, that I even started to dislike the number 3, whenever I saw it written down somewhere.

I searched around for another provider, seeing that now a company called Giffgaff were offering a signal that I could use. They piggyback onto the O2 network, so I acquired an O2 dongle on eBay to use with the free SIM that Giffgaff sent me.

I've been with them for over two years, and they are as brilliant as 3 are crap! I never give anyone or anything 10 out of 10, but I would for Giffgaff. Part of the reason for their success, is they're run by a community of users, with readily accessible forums. They are open and transparent about how they operate, willing to alter their site and their service on suggestions from the users. I made a comment about how the wording of an ambiguous sentence could be improved, and they rewarded me with £5 of credit!

Their tariffs are considerably better than 3 too. For example Giffgaff gives 9GB for £18, whereas 3 charge £25 for only 7GB. Giffgaff's signal is more stable and, if it does disconnect, it automatically reconnects. With 3, it sometimes took an hour of trying to get the signal back.

I went over to Giffgaff on my mobile phone too, after using the Asda service, which piggybacked onto the expensive Vodaphone network. Again, Giffgaff are brilliant, updating me of my remaining credit, whenever I make a call or text.

Going over to the Linux operating system revitalised my ageing laptop, which, combined with Giffgaff, means that it's almost as speedy as when new.

Summing up: avoid 3 like the plague! Go with Giffgaff.

Sadly, I think that they only provide a mobile broadband service in the U.K.

Have you had any horrendous experiences with broadband providers?

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Ditto story, but in the wilds of West Cork. The towns are OK, but if you live in the spaces between, you're stuffed. We went from Meteor who were bought out by 3 who were bought out by O2. Every time we were assured it was going to get better. Yeah. right. So we changed to vodaphone. All I can say is our down time is slightly less. I can't Skype or do anything real time that takes width. But this presently forum seems to be working ok. I've never been on a forum before that hasn't put me off within the first three days. Or less. ;) OK, found the smileys. They were rather obvious, actually.
 
Ah, the joys of broadband! I think I have had every experience in this field it is possible to have, from corrupt, lying providers to amazing providers, to even working for a provider for some years. Mercifully, this is a field that has now settled down and begun to behave itself, but for the longest time, broadband (or ADSL, as I still call it) was a wild and lawless land.
I have now, at one point or another over the last 20 years, been with every ADSL supplier in the UK. They all suck. That is the truth of it. But some do suck much more than others. Their routers are horrendous, their call centres useless, their technicians clueless and their billing systems are the greatest exercise in obfuscation ever created by man.
I still remember fondly my first supplier, the now defunct PIPEX. I connected to them via the power of the Mantaray!
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It was a glorious time. High speed connections, no bloody routers (I hates them, Mr Baggins) and a tech support line that was manned by actual technicians who would diagnose and repair your fault within seconds! It was a blissful age, but it could not last.
Then came the dark times, delving deep into the foetid pits of despair that was SKY, O2, BT and a half dozen other resellers who have all since vanished. The endless shonky routers, the biblically poor customer support, the insane price rises and constantly incorrect bills. It was just horrendous.
These days I am stuck with Talk Talk who are an appallingly idiotic bunch, but where I live, its irrelevant. The ADSL feed to this building is amazing and Talk Talk at least leave me alone, so I'll stick with them for now.

Interesting to hear your report of dodgy usage on Giff Gaff, @Paul Whybrow. I use them as my normal mobile phone provider, and I had a similar thing, not so long ago. It was the end of the month, and my usual "goodybag", as they rather childishly call your mobile data quota, had expired and so the new one began. At 3 in the morning, when I was not only sound asleep but also fully unconscious due to recovering from an operation and being loaded up to the back teeth with tramadol and morphene, I apparently went online, on my iPhone, and used all of my data plan in 20 minutes.
No matter how I argued, they would not accept it had happened. Eventually, at the point I told them exactly where they could stick their contract, they caved and gave me a free month of data, but I know full well that it was not me that used up my allowance.
 
I wouldn't live in a place where I wasn't able to get reliable internet. But I suppose you have pretty things to look at.

In the United States net neutrality was just reversed. All internet providers are scum. The scummiest of the scum of the scum. Greedy. Evil.
 
Good internet wasn't at the top of the list when buying a house. It was what we could afford, and where. The bad internet was something we discovered later. But the compensation of living without the extreme claustrophobic rage of the commercial world definitely beat living in a city just for the internet.... My image, incidentally is New Zealand, somewhere over the Golden Bay area, a quiet spot in the South Island where we lived for 18 months a few years back. Regrouping our sols is how I think of that time. I had paraglided of the South coast of England, but NZ is something else entirely. The scenery is just, well, amazing. The most peaceful time I have ever experienced, getting at in the morning to bring 400 cows in for milking, watching the sun rise spread pink over the sea, Taranki volcano a pink haze just visible on the horizon... it was the break that lifted me (literally) after a dark time, and enabled me to write again. Blimey, I even rote a poim.

How can I tell you what it’s like to fly?
The tug of earth fast falling down below;
to look the curious eagle in the eye.
Where soft winds gather, purse their lips and blow,
where Kevlar harp strings croon a thrumming dirge,
insistent, harsh and primal, like the scream
of seagulls on the ocean’s distant surge,
where deep beneath, the speckled fishes stream.
Where soil proves no magnet for the feet
and all the earth drifts slowly on its way.
The curved wing stretching to the heat,
the river a red gold echo of the day...
I cannot tell you what it’s like to fly
or live or breathe or love or see or die.
 
Yep, rural broadban
Good internet wasn't at the top of the list when buying a house. It was what we could afford, and where. The bad internet was something we discovered later. But the compensation of living without the extreme claustrophobic rage of the commercial world definitely beat living in a city just for the internet.... My image, incidentally is New Zealand, somewhere over the Golden Bay area, a quiet spot in the South Island where we lived for 18 months a few years back. Regrouping our sols is how I think of that time. I had paraglided of the South coast of England, but NZ is something else entirely. The scenery is just, well, amazing. The most peaceful time I have ever experienced, getting at in the morning to bring 400 cows in for milking, watching the sun rise spread pink over the sea, Taranki volcano a pink haze just visible on the horizon... it was the break that lifted me (literally) after a dark time, and enabled me to write again. Blimey, I even rote a poim.

How can I tell you what it’s like to fly?
The tug of earth fast falling down below;
to look the curious eagle in the eye.
Where soft winds gather, purse their lips and blow,
where Kevlar harp strings croon a thrumming dirge,
insistent, harsh and primal, like the scream
of seagulls on the ocean’s distant surge,
where deep beneath, the speckled fishes stream.
Where soil proves no magnet for the feet
and all the earth drifts slowly on its way.
The curved wing stretching to the heat,
the river a red gold echo of the day...
I cannot tell you what it’s like to fly
or live or breathe or love or see or die.
Yep, rural broadband in NZ makes me nostalgic for dial-up some days, but the trade-off in lifestyle is well worth it. And Golden Bay is lovely! One of my favourite vacation spots. We're with a lovely little company, Scorch. Truly wonderful staff, always a live person answering the phone, and because they're local, you can even pop into the office. Unfortunately, we're on the edge of their range, and when there's a temperature inversion over the lake between us and their transmitter, our reception is nil. The up-side is that if I don't have internet access, I have an excuse sit on my office deck with a notebook and take in gorgeous views while writing. When I need internet speed and reliability, I go to the public library.
 
Giffgaff have improved their already brilliant service. When I first went over to using them in 2016, they offered 6GB for £18—which was the best value around at the time. In autumn 2017, they increased this allowance to 9GB for the same price.

A few weeks ago, an additional 1GB was added to the 9GB—for 'emergency use, as no one likes to run out of data while they're working.'

I can't believe how fantastic Giffgaff are—and they're run by a community of users happy to answer any technical problems you may have. If you're searching for a mobile broadband provider, have a look at them: Mobile Phone and SIM Card Deals | giffgaff
 
You're talking about the amount of data you can download a month I assume, not the speed.

My service has a terabyte but they're despicable and evil. I'd like to have my terabyte and avoid the despicable evilness but that's probably not happening.
 
Yes, the amount of data I can download. Using a dongle is hit and miss with speed, and it's not something that I check very often, though, Giffgaff appears to average 3 Mb/s.
 
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