Deb's Digest
Debbie Atkinson’s family life column, as featured in the Southport Visiter.

Monday, 26 March 2007

The artist son and his wife have finally moved into their new home. Part of the removal process seems to involve hanging around waiting for funds to clear (why?) and at 3.55 they were round at our house tapping their fingers and swigging tea, waiting for the all clear. At 4pm the phone rang and at 4.05 (important this) they set off to pick the keys up from the estate agent's. They drove to the house, parked outside and rushed in to open the doors for the removal men. At 4.13pm they got a parking ticket, stuck to the windscreen by the friendly neighbourhood bobby. It bore the legend: "on the ocassion(sic) of parking to(sic) close to a junction." We'd have thought it was a wind-up but something told us it was small-minded enough to be genuine.


I've just had to fork out £4.70 to post a fruit loaf. Now I'll just have to hope it actually arrives. Three weeks ago I posted something by first class recorded delivery and it still hasn't arrived. Another claim for the Royal Mail to deal with.

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