I’ve just had a fantastic holiday.
I spent a gorgeous week in the lakedistrict with my girlfriend. We left last Sunday morning and headed north for Coniston, where we stayed in a gorgeous hostel halfway up a mountain. I had the best time I’ve had for a very long time with the girl I love. I’d love to tell you more about it, and probably will, but right at this moment I’m trying to deal with the hailstorm of shit which started launching itself at me on the way home.
Car’s engine -> Sick -> Possibly terminal.
Bank -> Pissed off with me, fucked up a bank transfer to the credit card. Credit card unpaid for most of last month.
Student Loans company -> Didn’t send me a deferment application. Now about to take money I don’t have.
Stressed about being a witness in court.
And in minor miserabilities, the twostroke oil container’s leaked all over the topbox, and the diskbrake’s binding on the MZ. So I’m down to no well vehicles.
NHS Student grants unit -> Typo on last submission. Won’t get money for at least another 20 days.
