The TV Licensing Agency rang me back ( Read more... )

Way back in October, when I moved house, I rang the TV Licensing Agency and changed my TV License to the new house. Or rather, I thought I had changed the address. They sent me a text telling me they had, I took their word for it.

( See! Confirmation message! )

It has been a very, very busy day. Week. Month. Year? I'm being eaten by my own life. Mainly in a very enjoyable and entertaining way, but still. The filing is building right up, and I'm not sure where the summer went.

Actually that's a lie.

Bletchley Park, claims, tiny demanding dogs, new interns, taking Amy and Mike round the Ards Peninsula, ( Read more... )

Stuck my head in to ask if the couple not-actually-next-door wanted anything from the shop, since I was going anyway and they're in their 80s and if my mum found out I went to the shop in ice and snow and didn't offer to get for them too I'd be a dead woman (though she just came along with me on grounds of being fine with the ice but not turning ( Read more... )

So, we got a rather enormous rates bill through the door, addressed to me ( Read more... )