Decided to just sit quietly on my front veranda yesterday afternoon and enjoy the bit of sun that there was on my face, etc.
A nice, hot freshly made cup of coffee, a crossword puzzle and the birds, of course the birds enjoying an extra feed of free seed.
Almost an absolute paradise except was not going to tempt fate and have a bit of music playing as well, should have though because, you guessed it, something came along to spoil my enjoyment and reverie.
" Mum won't give me the money to get the wood-burner fixed, she won't give me the money to pay all the fines and stuff I wrongly got on the weekend, I went to 3 Banks and the Credit Union to get a loan but they said NO because the house is NOT fully in my name, it's in my name and Mums as well, so I rang her and asked why and was told that the family did not trust me so they decided that I should only ever own half of the house and when Mum dies the control of it goes first to my oldest sister, the bitch, she has always hated me, then my eldest brother, the one who swore to call the police and have me charged if I ever went near him or his children ever again, so I need you to be a good Christian and fix my heater for me while I use all the money I have hidden away to pay all the fines and stuff, okay Friend, okay?"
I'll give everyone 3 guesses as to what my response/answer to his plea was and why he went off home crying his eyes out.