I can't concentrate one any single task, it's driving me up the wall! I want to actually finish something!
Ah yes, I remember what I was going to talk about this evening: Parking.
I live just outside the Congestion Charge zone and in a street that is either residents parking only or metered parking at £1 for 25 minutes. All fine, if it were a free for all, it'd just be a mess and a nightmare for residents. I don't keep my car in the city, I tend to walk everywhere and if I do need to go somewhere that's further than a 30 minute walk I get the bus. My car currently lives at my parent’s house and since my Dad's car died about 2 years ago, I have more or less shared it with him. Tomorrow he is coming to visit me and driving the car up because he is (finally) going to put my shelves up for me and needs to bring his tools with him. So earlier in the week I rang up Westminster City Council to arrange for either a temporary residents permit or a guests permit. Apparently no such thing exists. So, said I, how do I get a resident's permit? This is a list of the things I would need:
1. Two utility bills with my name and address on them
2. The title deeds to my property/tenancy agreement
3. My driving licence - registered to the same address
4. My vehicle registration papers - registered to the same address
6. To keep my car permanently in London, on the street
Now I am a good girl and I do as Ken tells me by not driving my car in the City and take his buses and (if i have to) his tubes with their over-inflated fares and I am punished for it. My poor car will spend the day garaged at an NCP at a cost of £30 and the night in a metered spot that doesn't charge over night. Either my Dad or I will have to get up at 8.30am on Sunday to move it back to the NCP. Grrrrr, Ken.
Anyway, assuming that Dad makes it here without incident and isn't a totally miserable git, it should be a good weekend. We're going to go for dinner in
I'm booking his birthday present tomorrow, a plane ticket to
My rather iffy muse has deserted me this evening. I had such a clear idea of what I wanted to write for prompt 7 of the RT_Challenge and I just can't put it into words. I have pages of notes and nothing is working for me:(
So bird flu has made it to the
My muse just came a knocking, so I’m going to wrap this up and post……quickly.