Hubby has given in and has started asking his clients to pay by BACS. I'm sure banks think we're in the 18th Century and that they're doing us a favour. Don't even start my one " 5 "working" days " to clear a cheque!!!! Do computers get switched off at midnight Friday and switched back on at midnight Sunday?
5 loads of washing done . ( how do we manage to produce so much flippin' laundry?) Cuppa then I'm heading off to cut the grass and wait for The Oil Man to arrive.
We use bacs but most of our customers are old and don’t even have computers let alone trust banking on them! Our bank is about a 40mile round trip, and that’s plymouth! Never go there, far to busy for me. 😱but I can download paying in slips and post them. Wouldn’t do the journey just for that.
Gardening on the wild, windy west side of Dartmoor.
Back from hospital, very efficient, but they wouldn't discuss scan results with me. Off to clean the greenhouse, there are more seeds growing on the floor, and in little nooks in the staging, than there are in pots. Why am I so untidy? I didn't know you could pay cheques in by post, must look into that. There used to be 3 branches of my bank between home and town, all closed now.
How can you lie there and think of England When you don't even know who's in the team
Hope they sort Moira's trouble out asap Pdoc ... please give her our best wishes
Re banks ... when we moved from the little market town in the link I posted, to a small village some 8 miles away, to members of staff from Barclays Bank t(always one male one female) in Halesworth used to visit our village on a Wednesday morning, and set up a bank in the old Guildhall ... up the steps on the left and turn left into the Bank. I'd go there every Wednesday morning to draw out the money for the men's wages. They came in their own car with no 'security' other than each other ... although the local village policeman did sometimes park up opposite for a few minutes every so often during the day. The steps on the right hand side led to the Parish Council meeting room on the right, the stairs to the museum which was on the top floor, and to the left of the righthand door was a waiting room and GP's surgery. A GP from the practice in Framlingham, 8 miles away held a surgery in the Guildhall two afternoons a week every week, and brought repeat prescriptions etc with him so those who had no transport weren't cut off from essential services.
Those were the days eh?
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
I live "in the country" and there are all sorts of quiet little unofficial schemes to make life easier for people. There is still a culture of looking after those less able and I joke when my mum comes that she's treated like the Queen. She doesn't know what it's like to queue here or to carry anything out to her car. When the pharmacy didn't have what she needed, rather than her drive the whole 8 mile return journey, the pharmacist said "I drive near PPs on my way home. I'll drop it in". I stopped at the scene of an accident on a very country road and nearly everyone stopped to give a hand. The able-bodied ran for tractors and machinery and the "elders" stopped traffic at both ends of the road. It's like a well oiled machine. There are bank closures here too but I've a funny feeling you just need to speak to the right people...
That 'stopping to lend a hand' is deeply ingrained in country folk Pp ... whenever the radio voices criticism of 'rubber neckers' driving past accidents I get the feeling that it's not prurience ... it's just neighbourly village folk checking to see whether there's anything they can do to lend a hand.
When OH and I first got together I was living in a city for the first time. He used to laugh at the way I reacted whenever the siren of an emergency vehicle came anywhere near our home ... as I explained, I come from a place where, if you hear an ambulance or fire engine anywhere in the village you know that one of your friends or neighbours is in trouble, and you need at the very least to put the kettle on, and you may be needed to look after them, their children, their pets or whatever ...
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
We have oil, but also an air lock. Plumber is dropping in on his way home. Bless'im. The grass is coming along nicely and should be tickity boo and dandy for VIP guests when they arrive tomorrow. @flumpy1, I only work 2 days a week: Thursday and Sunday. The rest of the time I'm working in my garden.
Cheeky sod! Chap just hammered on our door ... when I opened it he said he was there to apologise for the fact that next week he'll be putting some skips at our neighbour's place (down the road and round the corner) and he wouldn't like us to crash our car into it :shock: and while he's talking to me he thought he'd just mention that he could do a good deal on replacement windows for us, or a conservatory or ........ whatever? Flippin cheek! I told him our windows were fine and that as long as he lights his skips as per the regulations there'll be no chance of us crashing into it
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
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I'm sure banks think we're in the 18th Century and that they're doing us a favour.
Don't even start my one " 5 "working" days " to clear a cheque!!!! Do computers get switched off at midnight Friday and switched back on at midnight Sunday?
Cuppa then I'm heading off to cut the grass and wait for The Oil Man to arrive.
Our bank is about a 40mile round trip, and that’s plymouth! Never go there, far to busy for me. 😱but I can download paying in slips and post them. Wouldn’t do the journey just for that.
Off to clean the greenhouse, there are more seeds growing on the floor, and in little nooks in the staging, than there are in pots.
Why am I so untidy?
I didn't know you could pay cheques in by post, must look into that.
There used to be 3 branches of my bank between home and town, all closed now.
When you don't even know who's in the team
S.Yorkshire/Derbyshire border
Re banks ... when we moved from the little market town in the link I posted, to a small village some 8 miles away, to members of staff from Barclays Bank t(always one male one female) in Halesworth used to visit our village on a Wednesday morning, and set up a bank in the old Guildhall ... up the steps on the left and turn left into the Bank. I'd go there every Wednesday morning to draw out the money for the men's wages. They came in their own car with no 'security' other than each other ... although the local village policeman did sometimes park up opposite for a few minutes every so often during the day.
The steps on the right hand side led to the Parish Council meeting room on the right, the stairs to the museum which was on the top floor, and to the left of the righthand door was a waiting room and GP's surgery. A GP from the practice in Framlingham, 8 miles away held a surgery in the Guildhall two afternoons a week every week, and brought repeat prescriptions etc with him so those who had no transport weren't cut off from essential services.
Those were the days eh?
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
I stopped at the scene of an accident on a very country road and nearly everyone stopped to give a hand. The able-bodied ran for tractors and machinery and the "elders" stopped traffic at both ends of the road. It's like a well oiled machine.
There are bank closures here too but I've a funny feeling you just need to speak to the right people...
When OH and I first got together I was living in a city for the first time. He used to laugh at the way I reacted whenever the siren of an emergency vehicle came anywhere near our home ... as I explained, I come from a place where, if you hear an ambulance or fire engine anywhere in the village you know that one of your friends or neighbours is in trouble, and you need at the very least to put the kettle on, and you may be needed to look after them, their children, their pets or whatever ...
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
The grass is coming along nicely and should be tickity boo and dandy for VIP guests when they arrive tomorrow.
@flumpy1, I only work 2 days a week: Thursday and Sunday. The rest of the time I'm working in my garden.
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.