8th November, 2018.
That’s a hell of a thing to do on your day off.
In amongst the several things I could be doing.
If you read my Daily Teasers, you’ll know I had a letter, a day or two ago, that wasn’t for me.
An eviction notice, if you must know.
For a Ms Alexandra Farrell, if memory serves, in Warescot Road: over in Pilgrims Hatch, near where my mother, and the rest of my immediate family live.
Frankly … ?
I’m sympathetic to what she’s going through: I’ve almost lost this flat a few times.
I haven’t: but luck, as well as diligence, has played a part, there.
At ANY rate … ?
I’ve put the thing in the letter box: there’s not much I could do, there, bar that.
Well, bar telling people about it.
Which I’ve done, this morning: via YouTube.
And by phoning the Brentwood Gazette.
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Have I done the right thing … ?
Is posting that sort of thing to YouTube, legal?
Is talking to the Gazette about it equally legal, or moral?
To be frank, I’m blowed if I know.
About all I can say … ?
Is simply I’m curious …
To know why Alexandra’s eviction notice ended up in my door.
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At any rate … ?
At any rate, it’s a day off, today.
And, frankly?
That means … usually cleaning and laundry …
And — depending on my mood, and what’s available — a film or a TV series.
I’ve just finished watching the most recent series of The Man in the High Castle: and caught the recent version of It …
And frankly, fancied something old school.
Does this mean I’ve seen a good film?
Hmmm …
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