Scooter, dryer and costs

17 September

Today is going to be a busy day one way or t’ther. Last week our condenser/dryer stopped working, so we ordered a new one. Yesterday I took a phone call about the scooter we have here provided by The British Legion; they wanted to come on today and service the scooter. I explained why Wednesday was a bad day for us but they were adamant that they could only come on that day. Instead of servicing it, they are now taking it away; at long last we will be free of them.

Later in the evening I took another call from the company bringing our new dryer, again on Wednesday but this time anytime between 7am and 7pm. I explained to that lot as to why it was a bad day for us; and again they were having none of it. They will be leaving us an answer phone message later today to give us a three hour slot for the delivery. If they try after 1 o’clock they won’t get an answer for several hours.

Well, the day is here and we are now ready for the extras that have been dumped on us as well as our already bust day. So imagine my surprised when I answered the phone just 5 minutes ago to hear some guy from SunLife wanting to talk about an over 50 plan. All this has come about because of two thinks; a, the cost of £3,000 for mother’s funeral, and b, the Social Fund pay out, if we get one, does not cover the full cost of a funeral. We have both been concerned about being able to pay for our own funerals in the future. The way the prices are increasing is staggering and we need to sort something out.

The sage has been good to us again and has sent us this one …

One day a 12-year old boy was walking down the street when a car pulled up beside him and the window was wound down. "I'll give you a bag of lollies if you get in the car", said the male driver.
"No way, get stuffed", replied the boy.
How about a bag of lollies and £10?" asked the driver?
"No way", replied the irritated youngster.
"What about a bag of lollies and FIFTY quid, eh"? quizzed the driver, still rolling slowly to keep up with the walking boy.
"No, I'm not getting in the ******* car!" answered the boy.
"OK, I know what you want - I'll give you £100 and a bag of lollies", the driver offered.
"NO," screamed the boy.
"What will it take to get you into the car"? asked the driver with a long sigh.
The boy replied: "Listen Dad, you bought the Skoda – you live with it !!!!!!!!!!!!