|The journey home was a little subdued.|
On a happier note. Do you remember the parking fine I told you about? I wrote about it in my post of 5th April: 'A Defiant Stubborn Old Fool, That'll Be Me Then'. Well when I got home this evening, this letter was waiting for me.
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Now that is what I call a good result.
I have to say I'm a little bit disappointed by the councils rapid capitulation. I was looking forward to my day in court. But I won the day that's the important thing.
It just goes to show. If you stand your ground. It pays off. How many people I wonder pay up without a word. The council must make lots of money they don't deserve. Anyway I am so glad I didn't add £50.00 to their coffers.
Hmm.. Now I'm wondering if I might sue them for a little compensation. After all they have put me through so much stress. If I'd had any hair I would probably have lost it. I'm almost on the edge of a nervous breakdown your Honour!
I spoke to a young man, named Andrew on the train home. He had just been to the opera. He did say he would have a read of my blog, so hello Andrew. It was nice meeting you. Sorry my blog is not as good as I said it was.