It's a constant problem around here @tui34. The people two doors down from me got some sort of yapping, a**ehole of a mutt after they'd moved in. It reached a peak one weekend when it barked continously from lunchtime until 5pm. I presumed they were out, but had to come inside as it was driving me nuts. It was only then that I realised that, not just some windows were open [fair enough as it was hot] but the back door was wide open, so they were in. I used to shout shut that bleeping thing up. What's almost more annoying is the fact that they obviously realised, and actually did something about it, and it rarely barks now. Unfortunately, the woman next door has acquired her mother's yappy dog. If it's outside, I only have to open the back door and it starts. She's clearly terrified of it too. Definitely shouldn't have it at all.
It's a place where beautiful isn't enough of a word....
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Esure have just emailed us to say that our house insurance of 20 years with only one old claim made on it is not going to be renewed on 3rd March due to an “upgrade in their internal system”.
They go on to say at the end of their email that they want to thank us for insuring our property with them and hope that we “will choose them again soon”.
Thank you for your suggestion, KT53. I hope that esure will come up with their answer as quickly as you did.
This year they didn’t send us a statement of how much the premium would be. I thought it a bit strange but thought it was just a hiccup and that it would arrive before 3/3.
Still there are many worse things happening in the world this very minute. House insurance? Pah.
Sometimes insurance companies ‘change the package’ or contents of each type of policy they offer. In such cases they cannot simply renew a policy … the customer needs to choose a new type of policy … perhaps this is what had happened here?
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
If in town I won’t hesitate for a moment over whether, or not, to have a coffee in a café or hotel. So why is it that when it comes to ketchup or toothpaste I’ll go through all sorts of contortions to get the last four pence worth out of the bottle or tube?
Is there an age, gender, class or location bias at work here?
Same here, @BenCotto. That counts as waste, which I find hard to tolerate. Maybe you should start a poll? I’m over 70, female, professional with a working class childhood, and lived all my life in Southern England.
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The people two doors down from me got some sort of yapping, a**ehole of a mutt after they'd moved in. It reached a peak one weekend when it barked continously from lunchtime until 5pm. I presumed they were out, but had to come inside as it was driving me nuts. It was only then that I realised that, not just some windows were open [fair enough as it was hot] but the back door was wide open, so they were in. I used to shout shut that bleeping thing up. What's almost more annoying is the fact that they obviously realised, and actually did something about it, and it rarely barks now.
Unfortunately, the woman next door has acquired her mother's yappy dog. If it's outside, I only have to open the back door and it starts. She's clearly terrified of it too. Definitely shouldn't have it at all.
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
They go on to say at the end of their email that they want to thank us for insuring our property with them and hope that we “will choose them again soon”.
Either we’re nuts or they are.
There’s always something going wrong, isn’t there?
This year they didn’t send us a statement of how much the premium would be. I thought it a bit strange but thought it was just a hiccup and that it would arrive before 3/3.
Still there are many worse things happening in the world this very minute. House insurance? Pah.
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
If in town I won’t hesitate for a moment over whether, or not, to have a coffee in a café or hotel. So why is it that when it comes to ketchup or toothpaste I’ll go through all sorts of contortions to get the last four pence worth out of the bottle or tube?
Is there an age, gender, class or location bias at work here?