Executed - almost
Having received the statement of the account that they had to post, because *security*, somewhat more expeditiously than I had anticipated, I took it, along with ID and details of how the money was to be divvied up, to the branch of [financial institution in question].
Where - having previously been led to suppose that did I front up with the docs in question, this could all be done as a relatively simple over the counter transaction - I spent over an hour there, found that for some arcane reason they could not do electronic transfers so I had to get cheques, and that I still have to go back to close the account once all the cheques have cleared.
I CAN HAZ INCIPIENT MIGRAINE NAO.
(Okay, maybe the weather has something to do with this as well.)
I'd go onto the Soshul Meedjaz ranting about the relevant financial institution, except that from my earlier proceedings, I don't think any other of the major high street financial institutions would be any better.
This is not something that people who have just experienced a bereavement should have to deal with: and there must be lots of people whose bereavement situation is a lot more distressing than mine (because a 94 year old father in poor health dying is pretty much within the natural order of things). This entry was originally posted at http://oursin.dreamwidth.org/2627574.html. Please comment there using OpenID. View
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