So I phoned the Post office to cancel the card once and for all. The young man I spoke to assured me that he would cancel it, as soon as I had paid the eight pence! Well I went online to my bank and sorted that out a few minutes later, and that was it, the account was closed.
But of course it is never that easy with cards is it? In the mail this morning, a brand new shiny credit card from the Post office renewed for the next three years! As I have said, you just could not make it up! Now I will write a nice letter to them with the card cut in half, (or more) and tell them what they can do with it, Piece by piece if they like.
The sage of the mobile phone is still ongoing, and once again I am waiting for Yodel to turn up, this time with the SIM for my new phone. As I write this, it is 11.00 am, and two days ago he turned up at 3.00 pm, so I guess I am due for a long wait.
My brother and I are trying to buy a car or two by auction and sell them on for a profit. I say try, and we are either getting outbid, or the cars are not going to turn a profit, so it is not worth it. So far we have lost out on three, but he still gets these links and we still are going to try.
We went over to his place yesterday for a nice afternoon lunch outside in his garden. On a nice sunny afternoon, it was a very pleasant way to spend the day just sitting and chatting. Retirement can be boring, but on days like this, not quite so much., Below my brother Martin and his wife Mandy, and then me and Denise.
