I whinged on the Good Morning thread this morning ,received kind words.
1. GP arranging for a physiotherapist to call. I had a physiotherapist call several times last November and December. She would text before her visit, ‘please open a
window and the back door’. No my house doesn’t pong,she
dislikes central heating, sat with her coat on every time she
called. Her last visit we discussed me using the hand rail on
the garden path, I explained I could hold the rail with my right
hand but not with my left when turning to come back to the
house, I was fearful of falling on the path, her reply ? It will
Be alright someone will look through those windows, bedroom windows about 200 yards away !
2. 12 bungalows were flooded , I was fortunate not mine, council
surveyor will be visiting the flooded bungalows re flood damage, so might as well check mine !
3. New windows, I refused to have them fitted last December, who wants windows in a bungalow taken out in December.
Phone call - you are not cooperating , we know it can be cold in March, could you leave the bungalow for the day ?
Go where?
4. To have a social services assessment, won’t bore you with
the assessment I had just over a year ago.
5. Refuge collectors keep missing my recycling boxes because I
am in the end bungalow. When they do remember to collect they leave the boxes at the end of the garden path, the postman brings them back for me. I am registered for disabled
assistance to collect and return boxes to agreed place.
I phone them this morning and said ‘I have no choice but to
fly tip on my front lawn, you will see the cardboard boxes from your lorry.
This was all in one day .
To think that London, or anywhere else for that matter, does not belong to any one demographic