I had a telephone call this afternoon – at 18:22 to be precise.
It was the bank, exactly as I had hoped. You may or may not believe this but some time shortly after the Bank sent me this famous letter, they actually received the document that they were seeking, so it’s no longer necessary for me to trouble myself to go to the Branch to sign the paperwork. And so the person to whom I was chatting presented his apologies quite profusely.
And then we had a long chat about Banking procedures and the like, and I gradually brought the question round to my problems with the Branch. And after listening to my complaint, he agreed to approach the manager himself, obtain an explanation of all of the errors, and have the manager contact me next week with his proposals to resolve the issues.
So it pays to complain and it pays even more to complain to the right people. Opportunities don’t come along very often but you need
- to recognise them
- to seize them with both hands
when they do.
Another miserable night last night, and I was running around all over the place. But I’ve no idea where I went because it was one of those dreams that disappeard right out of my head as soon as the alarm went off.
It was a struggle to leave my bed though and I wasn’t feeling at all like it this morning which was a shame. I can’t remember what it was that I did either. I remember fetching a binder ready to transfer all of my bank statements into one place but somehow that project wasn’t even started, never mind finished. It really was a wasted morning.
Just for a change I fancied cheese on toast for lunch, seeing as how I’ll be off to Leuven soon and I can buy more cheese. It was difficult to eat but I managed it all the same and it did make a nice change from soup for once.
This afternoon I cracked on – despite crashing out at one point for a good, deep half-hour. I rescued the micro-SD cards that I use in the dash-cam, copied their contents onto an external hard drive and reformatted them. While that was going on, I spent a considerable amount of time setting up the older dash cam, charging it up and getting it ready to take to Canada next summer.
I had another attack at the photos that I re-found the other day and actually managed to start something off with them, and I’ve also made a start on the dictaphone notes from North America this last summer. Add to that some tidying up and you’ll see that we are making good progress for a change.
Half an hour as usual on the guitar, where I suddenly remembered the bass line for “Saturday Night’s Alright For Fighting”, and I went for the usual couple of walks.
Tea was a frozen Aubergine and Kdney-Bean whatsit. And delicious it was too. There might even be room in the freezer now for the peas and the frozen peppers that I need.
But I wonder if I’ll have an early night? I could certainly do with one.
