12
February
The way
things were going we thought that we could let Kile come for his normal weekend
with us, and so he came as normal after school yesterday. However, the
reasoning behind him coming was that we have the cooker back in place and
connected up. But the way this Apollo group work wouldn’t play our game at that
point, and although all the electrics are now working BUT the cooker. It seems
that we need to have the floor covering done before the sparky can connect the
cooker. So now we are waiting for that worthy do the floor and if he does we
will let the sparky know and he will drop in on his way home and do it for us.
Oh the games we play … … …
I have a
feeling that there’s a good bit of under table fiddling going on over this HS2 malarkey.
It seems that a company set up to prepare for it, has paid out £240 million to
buy up properties on the proposed route, including the whole of one village.
Now why would they do that if there was still doubt over if it goes ahead or
not. No folks, it will be happening, that is clear to me. No notice has been
taken of any of the anti-HS2 reports or there might be just the odd nod in acknowledgement
of the various issues raised. What we will hear about is if the job doesn’t
happen, then a lot of money has already been wasted in buying up properties and
drawing up plans after surveys and … … … Just you watch!
The
Department of Wealth Punishment (DWP) has begun its annual game of dosh
wasting. Our Postie has just delivered to first of around six letters to tell
me how much pension credit I will be getting this year. I know that they don’t
pay same as us mere mortals for our stationary and postal services, but considering
the number of people who also pension credit, it must mount up to a fairly high
bill. Then there will be another set of letters about my retirement pension,
and after that the DLA payments, and so on. This all done from different
offices spread throughout the UK, each dealing with a different part of the
system.
Not so
long ago they made a change which was meant to make life easier for everyone.
The idea is that there will be just one telephone number to call when you want
to inform them of any changes. Great idea eh? Yes, I thought so, but hold on to
those little cotton socks, cos it isn’t working like that at all now. And
anyway, if I want to speak to someone about my DLA, I have to call Poulton Le
Fylde; Pension Credit is in Wolverhampton; Retirement Pension is Leicester I
think … and so on. Oh yes, undelivered letters go to Belfast! My head spins
with it all. But you see, they don’t care, they are not spending their own
money so it’s a free for all, well, that’s what it looks to me. And as for HMRC
… … …
Today’s
photo then …
A dino in Bourton.
Today’s
funny …
(To
the tune of "Heartbreak Hotel")
I just left home baby
I'll be out fer a spell
and if you don't leave a message baby
you can go to
I just left home baby
I'll be out fer a spell
and if you don't leave a message baby
you can go to
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