Friday, 13 October 2023

Well it looks like they're finally getting it together

 Well    looks like we've finally found home........Sort of


What on earth could our young good looking author be going on about now.

Well we've moved again this time to ,believe it or not, the Isle of Man. Yes a little known jewel in the middle of the Irish sea.  We've rented a six bedroom house,  not buying yet Well just in case. We moved in just a year ago with the wife's mother and the wife's son , he didn't stay long and went back to Dear old blighty. 

Brenda, the wife's mother,  fell and broke her hip after falling asleep at the kitchen island while reading  Prince Harry's book Spare, just shows what a riveting read that must be. Any way a long , very stressful and sad story later she's now in Elder Grange care home with dementia,  poor woman.

We are just getting along with our lives and generally being as relaxed as our situation allows. We're going to buy something abit smaller some time in the next year on the island,  something with sea views preferably but let's see what happens. I've completely retired now and don't do anything much which can be a bit on the boring side but hey ho there's worse problems . 

The Manx tax department is just as delusional and confused as its British counterpart but does charge us a lot less in tax. Actually fair do it saves us a fortune.  But we still don't like paying them.

Strange place this though, no MOT tests, no inheritance tax, no stamp duty, no speed cameras, paper tax discs,  Strange money  and loads more that I cannot be bothered telling you.

Pastures New

 Well after all the trouble and bother with which I have bent your ears over the years finally things are getting better. 

The beautiful young Mrs Halls ship has at last come home, docked and brought home the benefits of our long struggle. 

The last time we spoke we'd just lost the house, something that I still feel very strongly about, and we'd moved to Penketh.  Well we've moved again very upmarket to Appleton 4 bedroom detached house.

I've sort of semi retired I'm working two days a fortnight still with the devious peter at Warrington auction.  It's not a lot of money but it all helps

Still very depressed and I don't understand why.  Money is no longer a problem 

Thursday, 31 December 2020

Yet AGAIN Welcome back
Well since the last thrilling installment what's been happening?
Well,once again not very much, got made redundant from a job that I really enjoyed,well at least most of the time, got taken back on again, well sort of. Just the usual, I bet you're thinking God do these two NEVER have a normal time,  well you're dead right, no we never seem to have a " usual" time. We've had grandson number four another little beautiful little lad. Love him to bits and so glad he arrived safely now just got to wait for number five, be nice to have a girl but we don't really mind

Saturday, 22 July 2017

Yet again? Not more trouble

                          Yet Again? 
Well here we are again.... What you may say not MORE bother.
But yes yet more trouble,  we're moving, not because we want to but because we have to. But why I hear you cry they're nice guys they don't cause any trouble.  Well the rotten son of bitches that call themselves Engage Credit a, laughs ironically, mortgage company even though I earn more than enough money to pay the mortgage and to rent will cost even more they, believe it or not, won't even look at extending the mortgage or giving me a longer term bastards.  Twenty-five long long years I've struggled fought lied begged stolen and generally done anything I can think of to support this house and now I have to leave it.
Since I wrote this a couple of months have passed and we've moved out and now live in rented accommodation nice place but NOT OURS and never will be. I'm determined to buy again sometime, preferably soon.
You would think "oh moving house? stressful but it gets over. Oh no not for us every time we begin to get close the bastards, our lovable buyers, come up with another question. Now it's about the planning permission, no its alright we don't need planning permission the builder told us.  Oh yes we do, what???? Turns out that we do, oh shit,  two fucking weeks and £500 so far. Then you need permission from the lease holders, the council another £300 for a piece of paper,. Well never mind but no now we need a structural engineer's report yet another £500 and if they find out there's anything wrong with the conservatory we are completely fucked. I've run out of money now, I was just about holding our heads above water, and now? Nothing absolutely NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING . Feeling pissed off you don't know the meaning of the phrase.

Sunday, 17 January 2016

Something Different... for a change

Well and now , as they say, for something different. well sort of.
Have you ever had Gastric reflux ??? If you hav`nt dont, if you have I feel for you. its horrible
Last night I was startled from sleep about 3am with the CERTAIN feeling i was going to die, I was choking, I couldnt breath, I couldnt swallow, someone had crept in and pushed something hard into my throat. It went on for about 30 secs although it felt much much longer.
Any way I got to thinking it could have killed me and all the things ive left unsaid and done, Ive always felt reasonably ok about death, I mean I dont want it to happen but its going to so why avoid the subject?. So I think Ill try to correct at least some of these oversights and what better forum to say my piece. ( no one reads this anyway ).
I would regret, more than regret not being here any more with my wife who I love dearly and I know she will carry out my funeral requests, she knows I want to go home.Our time together has , as im sure she will agree, been very very good, we may have had our moments but I wouldnt have swopped any of them for time spent with anyone else or for anything.
I wish  Matthew  was more interested in his family history, there are so many stories he doesnt know that I dont want to die with me. at sometime in the future someone will be interested and he is the next link in the Hall family. Im very happy with Matthews life, he makes me VERY proud with the family he has built and the two great, beautiful Grand children he and Em have given us. I, as always, wish we lived closer and we could see them more and know them better but life works the way it does and you have to put up with it. Matthew has never really asked about his Mum and even after 27 years there never seems to be the right moment to talk.  Once again lots of stories and experiences he might like to know but I dont know how to talk to him about her. One of my many failings not connecting with Matthew.
As regards the Grand kids, all three of them, god I will miss them and wish I could watch them grow up I feel perhaps Im a better Grandfather than I am a father.
Reece, although not my blood grandson, I love as if he was. He is a great kid, kind and despite his age thoughtful and generous. A real little boy, and I love him just as much as my own blood. The sort of throw myself under the wheels of a speeding car to save him love.
Jakey, a beautiful little lad the image of his dad and I love him just as much as I do his dad. He seems to take after the Hall side of the family, tall, skinny, and obviously good looking. Shy and talented a great kid. Once again throw my self under a car for him.
Evan, only 4 but a lovely kid. I can see Matt and Em in him and he has the best traits of both. He is still a little standoffish with me but thats his age I wish I could know him better.
All my grandchildren are very very important to me and I love none more than any other i would gladly give my life for any of them and hope they remember me with affection or at least remember me.
When I was growing up I had Grand parents who told stories about their families and we listened I wish I could pass on those stories to someone.

Monday, 11 February 2013

Well Here We Are

well its finally happening.
The sale of our house, I cant belive that we`re doing this but the house is on the market. Its not that we want to its that we have to debtors are clammering at the doors, the mortgage company is most upset and we`re off to court on 1st February, that`ll be fun, every body wants a piece of the only good bit of our finances. Twenty years I`ve fought for this house TWENTY YEARS,... long time. Now it comes to this we`ll be off to rented accomadation, probebly in Bewsey Oh God not Bewsey.
If we have to move why oh why do we stay around Warrington, if there is one place I really don`t want to be its Warrington. I know the reasons and they are all very valid and sensible but GOD I wish we didnt have to stay.
Since I wrote the above we`ve been to court and we`ve, suppose to have sold the house. Perhaps the better half is right and we will get a new start but I find the whole thing VERY Very Very depressing and can`t help but be SURE we will live to regret this. As an afterthought I bet you think, hang on they`re on the dole surely they`ll pay the mortgage. No it does`nt work that way any more. We asked them to pay the interest only....we`ll think about it. We asked them for a loan of £800 to clear the arrears....No, but we will lend you £800 to help get you rented accommedation. ( work that out if you can). Here we are just over a week after the court case and still no further forward, the Mortgage company now send us a letter saying " you`ve got 28 days or we`re coming to get you "   entrance stage left an intense ball of blue fire...Les... direct quote   " you f##**ng b**t###ds what the f### do you think your doing we`ve got 56 days not 28 you crowd of useless deaf, stupid,uninterested, pillocks"   needless to say they eventually agreed. Now we`ve got 45.
Keep a weather eye out dear reader, lock your doors and windows, move, dont leave a forwarding address, warn the neighbours.............




We may be coming to stay and believe me we`ve got some furniture.

Well We`re still Here .......just


Well dear reader since we last left this dynamic, intrepid , that should read stupid, duo lots of interesting things have happened. Now I know that you`ll be thinking oh god what have they done now but no nothing that interesting we finally opened a shop, a shop you say well thats wonderful. No its not, its as usual a f#*king disaster the usual problems,lousy stupid customers, thieves, time wasters etc.
The whole point of the shop was to make a little money and we, or should I say I because it was MY choice,thought that it would. Yes I know what you are thinking, make money ? you two? dont be stupid.
The shop closed 8th October 2012 after being open for 18 months. A combination of no customers, over the top business rates, huge rent and even bigger service charge have seen us off. we are left with DEBTS in a BIG way, no really, in a massive way. so once again we go to sign on, don`t you just get sick of the merry go round, back to talking to twelve year olds, trying to make them understand that no one but no one wants a 56 year old man in a position that a Polish guy or 16 year old will do for washers.
The whole point is..............????