Sunday Mornings
It seems that I've decided that Sundays are going to be MY days. At the moment I'm desperately trying to get back up to speed by hitting the books from about 7 AM onwards but it is very tedious and I feel like I'm swimming up a water fall (Salmon do that) of sewage (they do not do that...).
So, come Sunday, I feel like I need a break and to do all those other things in life that ought to be done.
Like writing blog pages or emailing friends or even just cleaning the flat and getting the supplies in.
Problem is, I'm bored. Its only 9:30 and the day stretches ahead like a long expansive stretchy thing but I want to do something. I am, even at my most reckless of times not remotely adventurous-so apart from pacing the route to the College (just to see how long it takes), I guess that I'll be doing the same old stuff.
The money for the course has to be in by Monday and fortunately I sent the cheque 4 days ago. I know that the College received it because I got a letter from my bank yesterday refusing to honour it!!! Apparently I did not fill it in correctly-either I forgot to sign it or the bank didn't think that the signature on the cheque was close enough to mine. So rather than call me they cancelled it altogether. Let's just say that I almost dropped a kidney when I read that letter-I then had to write another cheque sharpish and get it in the post. With luck and a following wind it should be received by Monday morning and I can avoid late fees.
Insurance-amazingly for a man of 42 I have never tried to arrange insurance for anything. So, determined to be a good tenant (and because the housing agreement specified that I should) I decided to get some household contents cover. I had a look around the internet and found that the on-line policies all seemed to be for home and contents but then my eyes fell onto an ad by Endsleigh for student possessions cover.
This seemed ideal to me (and cheaper too). My memory of Endsleigh when I studied at Exeter in the 80's was a positive one and the person that I talked to on the phone was very helpful. Having agreed the policy and paid my cover I was then told by my operator that she had made a mistake and that I could not be covered by this policy because I was over 23.
Apparently her manager needed to approve her actions (the operator was fairly new) and spotted this 'error'. I asked to speak to the manager-we had what the papers might call 'a frank and open discussion' wherein I explained very gently about a thing called age discrimination, EU directives and UK legislation. Under pressure I was allowed to take the policy.
I then checked the website-no mention at all of an age limit (as of 10th August 2006). When I received the policy and advertising bumpf-no mention of age limit. How very odd. Law students who read this should all be reaching for their textbooks.
So, come Sunday, I feel like I need a break and to do all those other things in life that ought to be done.
Like writing blog pages or emailing friends or even just cleaning the flat and getting the supplies in.
Problem is, I'm bored. Its only 9:30 and the day stretches ahead like a long expansive stretchy thing but I want to do something. I am, even at my most reckless of times not remotely adventurous-so apart from pacing the route to the College (just to see how long it takes), I guess that I'll be doing the same old stuff.
The money for the course has to be in by Monday and fortunately I sent the cheque 4 days ago. I know that the College received it because I got a letter from my bank yesterday refusing to honour it!!! Apparently I did not fill it in correctly-either I forgot to sign it or the bank didn't think that the signature on the cheque was close enough to mine. So rather than call me they cancelled it altogether. Let's just say that I almost dropped a kidney when I read that letter-I then had to write another cheque sharpish and get it in the post. With luck and a following wind it should be received by Monday morning and I can avoid late fees.
**sigh** And I so wanted to make a good impression to the College...
Insurance-amazingly for a man of 42 I have never tried to arrange insurance for anything. So, determined to be a good tenant (and because the housing agreement specified that I should) I decided to get some household contents cover. I had a look around the internet and found that the on-line policies all seemed to be for home and contents but then my eyes fell onto an ad by Endsleigh for student possessions cover.
This seemed ideal to me (and cheaper too). My memory of Endsleigh when I studied at Exeter in the 80's was a positive one and the person that I talked to on the phone was very helpful. Having agreed the policy and paid my cover I was then told by my operator that she had made a mistake and that I could not be covered by this policy because I was over 23.
Apparently her manager needed to approve her actions (the operator was fairly new) and spotted this 'error'. I asked to speak to the manager-we had what the papers might call 'a frank and open discussion' wherein I explained very gently about a thing called age discrimination, EU directives and UK legislation. Under pressure I was allowed to take the policy.
I then checked the website-no mention at all of an age limit (as of 10th August 2006). When I received the policy and advertising bumpf-no mention of age limit. How very odd. Law students who read this should all be reaching for their textbooks.
- An unwritten unfair term? This gets better!
- Are Endsleigh on dodgy ground?
- Are bears catholics? (hang on that's not right...).
- Their discriminatory policy, OR
- The level of training of their managers.
- No matter how much I fight it, I am becoming my father
- Law degrees are bloody brilliant things...
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