Hello,
I have just swanned back over the border having been in England for the first time this decade. Unfortunately I saw rather too much of the wrong sort of England -their fucking motorways. Almost 14 hours I spent trapped in the car with my Radio 2 loving parents. Apparently a lorry crashed somewhere and caused a tailback stretching from Manchester to London. Honestly the service station we dropped into was like a refugee camp. Dazed folk wandering about nibbling Kit Kat Chunkys and mumbling 'please let's book a travel tavern'. It was appalling.
I devoured fifteen chapters of my book before the light went and then I was trapped with my knees under my chin listening to 'Whispering' Bob Harris. It got so bad at one point I was praying that we'd get there for my niece starting nursery. Needless to say I flew back earlier than planned, having refused to travel long distance in a car ever again. Fuck carbon footprints! There are my human rights to consider.
It was during car hell that news received my ears of the death of Benazir Bhutto. To be awfully silly female and trivial about it I was sorry because she was so beautiful and stylish. To be more serious I don't approve of political assassinations when folk are participating in a democratic system. On a purely personal note a charming acquaintance of mine is in Pakistan as I type which is a worry and I was hoping for a holiday there at some point. As a country it intrigues me, I think because of the vast number of it's former residents I'm pally with just now. Note to immigrants if you bring me home cooked food I will worship your country like a god. I'm like that.
I'm pondering making a few New Year's resolutions because I've mostly found them effective and yes, fans giving up blogging is in there or at least giving it up under the 'Clairwil' banner. I may not it's just a thought. In truth I don't understand why I receive so much hate email. It doesn't wound me or distress me as I presume it's meant to but it is very, very wearing.
Cheerio
Showing posts with label life is too short. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life is too short. Show all posts
12/29/2007
9/18/2007
For The Love Of God.......
Hello,
Back in April I decided to transfer my mortgage following a few misunderstandings with the bank. That is to say the bank don't understand that I'm disorganised and require far more money than I earn to live decently. Anyway I tootled along to a mortgage broker who reckoned he could get anyone anything -to look at him you'd think butter wouldn't melt but he tried to bribe me to refer clients to him during the course of my application! Naturally I declined out of fear of getting caught rather than any moral objection.
After trying for months on end to get the bank to give me a settlement figure (six written requests 17 phone calls and two faxes), I had all that I needed to go ahead. The nice lady at my new mortgage company assured me that everything was fine and I should have my old mortgage settled and the wee bit extra within a week. That was three weeks ago.
I phoned again last week at was told all the paperwork was at the lawyer so it should be done and dusted in the next few days. I phoned the lawyers who advised that I should have the money in the next 5-7 days. Still nothing.
I had intended to go away for a few days next week -Belfast since you ask and was relying on that money to pay for it. There doesn't appear to be any law against torturing debtors in this way and you may be surprised to learn I seem to be the only person anything like this has ever happened to -something of a recurring theme in my life.
I'm at the end of my tether with it. Any suggestions that don't involve me strangling a hapless office clerk with my bare hands.
Back in April I decided to transfer my mortgage following a few misunderstandings with the bank. That is to say the bank don't understand that I'm disorganised and require far more money than I earn to live decently. Anyway I tootled along to a mortgage broker who reckoned he could get anyone anything -to look at him you'd think butter wouldn't melt but he tried to bribe me to refer clients to him during the course of my application! Naturally I declined out of fear of getting caught rather than any moral objection.
After trying for months on end to get the bank to give me a settlement figure (six written requests 17 phone calls and two faxes), I had all that I needed to go ahead. The nice lady at my new mortgage company assured me that everything was fine and I should have my old mortgage settled and the wee bit extra within a week. That was three weeks ago.
I phoned again last week at was told all the paperwork was at the lawyer so it should be done and dusted in the next few days. I phoned the lawyers who advised that I should have the money in the next 5-7 days. Still nothing.
I had intended to go away for a few days next week -Belfast since you ask and was relying on that money to pay for it. There doesn't appear to be any law against torturing debtors in this way and you may be surprised to learn I seem to be the only person anything like this has ever happened to -something of a recurring theme in my life.
I'm at the end of my tether with it. Any suggestions that don't involve me strangling a hapless office clerk with my bare hands.
8/19/2007
Ah'm huvvin awfy bother wi yon ennui
Hello,
As you may have noticed I'm at a bit of a low ebb, though nothing compared to the 'episodes' of last year. God Bless Prozac! I don't care what anyone says it's a fine drug and I have no intention of coming off it ever. So there.
Anyway rather than sit about waiting for the planets to get into alignment or whatever it is that gets one out of a rut I have resolved to take action. I've started doing all the obvious stuff like a cooked breakfast once a week, eating vitamins and fruit, caffeine pills and exercise but now I'm stuck. Hence why I turn to you my wise band of readers to help me plan my next move.
The failure of my grand plan The Idler's Guild to bring me into contact with people with similar interests has dented my confidence a bit as indeed has the failure of my various business ventures. I'm not out to make millions just a living doing something that doesn't make me ill and ideally meet a few like-minded souls along the way.
Have any of you taken action to improve your lot? How did you choose the right path? What does one do when one feels a bit lost and bewildered? Any wise advice would be appreciated either in the comments below or send me an email.
Cheerio
As you may have noticed I'm at a bit of a low ebb, though nothing compared to the 'episodes' of last year. God Bless Prozac! I don't care what anyone says it's a fine drug and I have no intention of coming off it ever. So there.
Anyway rather than sit about waiting for the planets to get into alignment or whatever it is that gets one out of a rut I have resolved to take action. I've started doing all the obvious stuff like a cooked breakfast once a week, eating vitamins and fruit, caffeine pills and exercise but now I'm stuck. Hence why I turn to you my wise band of readers to help me plan my next move.
The failure of my grand plan The Idler's Guild to bring me into contact with people with similar interests has dented my confidence a bit as indeed has the failure of my various business ventures. I'm not out to make millions just a living doing something that doesn't make me ill and ideally meet a few like-minded souls along the way.
Have any of you taken action to improve your lot? How did you choose the right path? What does one do when one feels a bit lost and bewildered? Any wise advice would be appreciated either in the comments below or send me an email.
Cheerio
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