Stop Moaning

AnonymousUser1

AnonymousUser1

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Bath Aqua Glass sent me a new vase that was really well packed:
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Aldridge sorted out the foliage in my rear roof gutter and have not yet charged me for the extra visit. I accept that I may of been at fault here, in not being clear about what I wanted.

The shit about my compensation money going anywhere but to my bank account does not vex me. My mental health is more important. I could still probably raise the money for a new Monster. Being stupid and skint seems to fit the program better, so play along.

I have been to the gym, and then on to Ley Bistro in Frampton upon Severn to feed my fat face.

So, all good.:D:D:D
 
I arranged flowers to be sent to Bath Aqua Glass and have now paid Aldridge for their work, but I am afraid that the moaning is not completely over!

Just sent another pissy email to my sol. as this compensation thing is really, really getting me down. After the accident, DVLA celebrated by taking my license away! I then had to incur taxi fares to keep going to Specsavers for the DVLA eye test, or my Mother's funeral. Then more taxi fares and paying for driving lessons in order to make sure that I was right for the driving assessment. And then more taxi fares to go to Staple Hill, in Bristol, in order to beat the tricks in the driving assessment.

So, that is about £1,500 in taxis and driving lessons, plus four visits to London to see various specialists, and so we are easily getting to well over £2,500

But while nobody questioned if I lack the capacity to get my driving licence back, or lack the capacity for medical specialist visits to Bristol, Swindon, and multiple times to London, suddenly now I lack the mental capacity to wipe my own ass!

So, it does not look like Mr Effing Angry is yet cured!!!
 
Oh yes, with the driving lessons, I would be dropped off on the other side of the River Severn, either at Lydney or Chepstow. I would then get a train back to Gloucester and change to a Bristol train to get to Cam & Dursley station, where I would arrange for a taxi home. To start with, I had to get a taxi to Cam & Dursley to go to Gloucester, where I would be met by the driving instructor. I would start driving from Gloucester and then down the other side of the River Severn.

I organised all of that myself, and all at my own expense.

Funny how when there was no insurance money being offered, nobody said, "poor, poor, incapacitated you, I'll organise your train and taxi journeys, plus your driving lessons".

Now, all of a sudden, I am incapable of organising a piss up in a brewery, due to mental incapacity.

Terrible thing, mental incapacity! Nobody ever gets better! Just more stupid!!!!
 
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