Saturday, 4 April 2009

Just Meh and The Collector of the King's Coinage

I seemed to have left my last substantial post as a reply on the last post. Scroll down to the last by me.

edit - no forget that, relevant bit quoted here: "I'm actually in a bad mood, but capable of writing. Tax man sent formal notification of bailiffery - technically called a Notice of Distrait. Which funny word also means distress. Good eh? I have til April 10th to find 10K - oops I mean 7K - I paid them all my emergency money last week."


Lola Snow said...

The tax people are wrong, and hideously discompassionate. I don't understand how they are not subject to considering your MH in this? Can you protest it with a shrinks note, or did you already try that route? I hope you are ok, this sort of stress is not good.

Lola x

Abysmal Musings said...

The problem isn't any of them as individuals (well I'm sure they must have their quota of bad apples) - but as an organisation. Random people write to me - I reply to them - new people write back (never acknowledging receipt of any of my letters - nor the facts of the case etc) - I write to them - stonewall - new people write back. Orwellian is certainly the word. The entity is a faceless shapeshifting brutal god, worshipped in stony valleys hemmed with stricken pines by louche and hirsute shambling morons.

Abysmal Musings said...

hmm, forgot a comma or two

they all sound kind and concerned and amenable on the phone, but then do something quite different in practice - one hand doesn't know what the other is doing.

and yes, it isn't good for the health - I feel I'm riding it - I feel that the staggering contempt I feel for the way they go about things is helping me keep a bit of perspective, but christ it makes my head spin to be honest.

Abysmal Musings said...

on a lighter note, was sent a snippet from private eye the other day, purporting to be from the Anglo-Saxon Chronicle:

"AD 1125. In this year sent the King Henry, before Christmas, from Normandy to England, and bade that all the mint-men that were in England should be mutilated in their limbs; that was, that they should lose each of them the right hand and their testicles beneath. This was because the man that had a pound could not lay out a penny at a market.

"And the Bishop Roger of Salisbury sent over all England, and bade them all that they should come to Winchester at Christmas. When they came thither, then were they taken one by one, and deprived each of the right hand and the testicles beneath. All this was done within the twelfth-night. And that was all in perfect justice, because that they had undone all the land with the great quantity of base coin that they all bought."

Well, made me chuckle.