The shoe thats fits one person pinches another: there is no recipe for living that suits all cases - Carl Jung
Welcome to my Thursday😒
Breakfast.
Dressed.
Nice and cold out there....
Hubby went and got my newspaper.
Before he left for work, I gave him a wet sloppy 💋.
All the kids had the same 💋💋
My lollipop boss paid a visit.
(See how I'm doing and the knee!)
Nice Xmas cards, hand gel, and facemasks.
I thanked her for coming round.
Put on the dishwasher.
Now to write up 2 blog posts!
(Best luck with that I thought.)
First I had a snotty email from my late dad's Solicitor, stating that his bank hasn't closed his bank account down yet!
(Her fault for not sending off the form, I might add)
The bank will send the amount by cheque to her and then will have to wait 10 days for it to clear!
(Really, 5 working days normally)
Plus the amount she does have won't be released due her paying some "bills".....
So I can forget about seeing any funds until least February, the way the snail works!
The amount that my younger brother gave her after selling most of my late dad's stuff on ebay wasn't included in the figure.
I am suspecting he has been paid for the invoice he put in for doing a bit of painting in my dad's house
(£1,200)
The other Prodical brother has probably been paid also for the invoice he put in too.
(£3,200)
I phoned up younger brother, about what the email from the Solictor said.
Ended up in a shouting match, and as everyone else has been putting invoices in, why can't I put the invoice for the skip I bought during lockdown?
For all the stuff of my late dad's that I couldn't even give away!
He would have took it away for the same price of the skip!
No brotherly love there then!
Considering he dumped it here, and disappeared into the distance!
I sent the Solictor the invoice and she will send me the cheque for the skip.
Younger brother went off on one then!
Calling me money obsessed and breaking up the family for money!
This is the one, who wanted 48 hours notice to come round and put our dad to bed!
Pot calling the Kettle black comes to mind!
I needed a early lunch after that!
I carried on finishing writing my blog posts.
My children came home from school.
Telling them about the earlier conversation with my younger brother..
One said, "Mum, have you just realised that he is a arsehole?"
I laughed at that one.
I had some quiet time and caught up with all the newspapers from last Saturday.
Interesting reading.
Now to read todays!
Norman Milne, known professionally as Michael Holliday was a British singer, who was popular in the late 1950s and early 1960s.
He had a number of chart hits in the UK, including two number one singles, "The Story of My Life" and "Starry Eyed"
He would have been 96 years old 🎈
He sadly died aged 38 in 1963
Last night I was watching a Council Planning on You Tube to see if Lidl's can build a new branch in Redditch.
I gave hubby a wet sloppy 💋 when he returned from work.
Tea Time.
Then to catch up with 2 back to back episodes of series 19 Hell's Kitchen.
