Back in the CAB...

Back in the Citizen's Advice Bureau today. I was last here on 5th January when I photographed the legs of a scary man pacing the floor.

The business on that day has still not been resolved. Her Majesty's Goverment owes me some money. But because I have a maiden name and a married name they decided I might not be me, so insisted on me sending proof I was me. I did everything they requested on the 5th January and posted it. I even sent an SAE for return of documents and their confirmation I was me.

But I got nothing back, and seeing this has to be sorted by 30th January I went back to the CAB (I cannot make phone calls to sort stuff because I am deaf and cannot hear on the telephone). I made sure I was there for 9am, and they saw me promptly.

He made a phone call for me. It seems they haven't yet decided if I am me and I have to go back to the CAB in a week and ask them to phone again for me....

I am cross and for some reason sad tonight...and to add insult to injury my toilet cistern decides tonight it is not going to flush any more, it won't even fill up with water, it just is sending a constant trickle of water down the toilet bowl...