NEVER HENDING SCANDALS

Things sometimes … just pop up at the absolutely best times.

Only yesterday I was explaining to an ex social worker friend, who used to be a non believer like so many others, how corrupt the NHS was.

During these explanations I stated what an absolute scandal it was that Doctors were being paid hundreds of thousands each year to lie to patients and basically do 80% less than they used to.

Now when he heard me utter the words ‘hundreds of thousands’ he said “They don’t get that much, do they? I thought it was about forty thousand?!” and I burst out laughing.

I then explained that there would be salaries much higher than that and possibly even 500,000 per annum.

I then said to imagine how many hospitals there are across the whole of the UK. How many GP Surgeries and to imagine the total cost to the taxpayer.

If you have done that your head must be spinning at the amount of money being wasted on a public service that had not only been shit for a couple of decades, hidden of course, but that they now do 80% less now.

He is aware that the number of deaths have rocketed too and not all from screening referrals and lying to patients. Mistakes have rocketed too, that was inevitable.

I would hate to see the real figure … that if there is anything like a real journalist and a real newspaper and/or TV News Network left in the the UK concerned enough to investigate and report the truth.

Let me put that another way?

If there isn’t a news network that has not been bought out by the UK government not to report on the truth, the way they have done over the DWP.

So it’s a fact that they already have control over the media, something that became obvious to me well over a decade ago. Factual because documents exist regarding the control over the media over the DWP.

Yeah you read that right, I’ve known this to be a fact for well over a decade.

Or I’ve waited well over ten years for what I’ve long since known to be true to be exposed to the wider public.

Very difficult to get facts across to the wider public when the TV News Networks and national tabloids are all controlled and therefore prevented to report on things.

You can bet your arse that if they do it for one thing they are doing this for many things.

You could not even begin to imagine what that had been like to live with for 15 years.

For fifteen years everyone thought I was losing my marbles and my claims and predictions could not possibly be true.

A literal living nightmare.

In fact these details I go into is purely why and how my blogs came into existence in the first instance.

One of many reasons but without this one I would never have ended up on the path I am now on. Now would I have developed the skills, plans and traps to get everything I have.

So that discussion about salaries in the medical profession on the NHS side was yesterday.

I also showed him a link that was sent to me and sourced from Russia Today. It stated that the Bank of England have, basically, been idiots. They have not been strict enough with their banking stress tests. They state that we are going to have a financial meltdown worse than the one in 2008.

Yeah, had a feeling.

No what was weird was spotting a report on the BBC News app that NHS bosses in Liverpool have been discovered getting or going to get a 50% pay rise. In Liverpool?!

If they are getting that sort of pay rise in Liverpool then what about London and the hinge counties?!

As I’ve stated for nearly five years on here alone, no one had learned a damn thing.

The banks, the government and all of the public services. None have learned a single thing.

I find it hilarious that they would patronise, or only attempt to in my case, the jobless and the disabled. The DWP that is.

But go to the top and the highest paid and therefore the easiest place to save the largest about of money that dwarfs sections of the welfare bill, and they are unwavering.

‘Ooh I’ve just had 5 grand a year chopped off my 180,000 a year salary?! I could go to America and get over 250,000!’ Umm, no … you can’t.

The exposure train just keeps trundling along dropping little golden nuggets of information and corruption the further it gets.

I saw this on the BBC and thought you should see it: Liverpool NHS bosses’ 50% pay rises ‘scandalous’, says MP – http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-merseyside-39356516

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PUTIN IT OFF

I had to dig a little too find this one.

It seems a row is brewing over the US government previously … or is that currently, speaking to the Russians.

I thought this whole Russian thing was finished and certainly wasn’t prime in the BBC News.

Some Americans speaking to the Russians a big thing? Again?

Maybe they were speaking, if they were indeed speaking, about the price of sweets?!

OK I’m being naive. Oh OK I’m taking the piss. Lol. After all this is the Russians we are talking about …

They were talking about the price of Caviar? Lol.

Yeah i couldn’t resist that one I’m afraid.

Do you know what the Elephant in the room now is over this Trump and Putin thing about the elections?

No?

Have a think for a moment. How long had it been now this has been going on?

Now I’m going to point out something I have done from the moment these accusations started … this accusation has basically been half of America admitting that their election process is seriously flawed.

Want to take another stab at the Elephant in the room?

Got it?

Well if you didn’t here goes … if the US Election system is so fecking flawed that it can be influenced by someone on the other side of the world that no one likes or trusts, including me by the way, then …

Why are they concentrating so hard on proving to the American public what they know to be true instead of looking at ways to stop future US elections being influenced?!

I’ve been waiting to hear them talk about doing something to stop future repeats of what they keep insisting had taken place. But as yet nothing had been uttered by any of them … anywhere. 

Trump is in there now for four years, or five i forget, so try doing something that prevents him or them from doing it again.

At this rate … nothing will happen, Trump will get in again and everyone will ask.. 

“How the fuck did that happen?!” and I’ll be right here stating … 

“Well you claimed it was flawed, spent four years running down a bind alley trying to get Trump out instead of FIXING it. What the fuck did you think was going to happen you morons?!”

Hmm or maybe they will realise at some point that right beside them is a humongous grey mammal that whiffs just a bit?

Don’t let that truck hit you in the arse on the way out!

Hmm … how long has it been now? It’s March 2017 and the election was well before Christmas. It was like the 11th of October? November? Four or five months now?

Oh yeah, sorry I forgot…

It’s all about fake news. That was the reason … no wait? What has Putin got to do with fake news?

What’s been hilarious about my posts about this is i don’t like Putin. There is nothing I’d like more than gin to be caught out….for something he is guilty of.

I feel sorry for the Russian people as I do believe he rigged his own elections. I think he is a self obsessed, old world bully and a control freak to boot.

But I also think he would have to be completely incompetent to risk being found out meddling in US affairs and elections when he is trying so hard lately to look like a peacekeeper with the actions he has taken in the middle-east.

He might well be the things I have accused him of but being a complete moron is not one of them.

As much as I’d like that to be the case and the truth is if he was then he would not still be the Russian leader.

I saw this on the BBC and thought you should see it: Jared Kushner to be questioned over alleged Trump-Russia ties – http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-us-canada-39405795

SQUARES IN ROUND HOLES

Oh dear.

I like Nicola Sturgeon previously but from what I’ve just read she may have buggered up. Again.

For some strange reason she wants a referendum BEFORE we leave Europe and not AFTER. Though this seems to me to be unreasonable along with the fact I’m not quite sure what difference it makes anyway.

Still let’s leave that to one side for a moment.

Apparently Nicola Sturgeon met with Theresa May and … hmm well along with not knowing this was going to take place in not exactly sure as to why it took place.

This is something I would have heavily criticised on both fronts, or sides.

Because I cannot, in all seriousness, see fit the life of me who would get anything out of it.

Was Nicola Sturgeon going to change Theresa May’s mind?

Not a snowman’s chance in hell.

But what was Theresa May going to get out of it? If this had taken place in London I wouldn’t have given Theresa May as much suspicion as I have but this took place in Scotland?! What the f…

So apparently Theresa May … kind of had other things going on in Scotland? She did a few talks about the nation’s working better together? Errr really?!

Is there anything in the way of intelligence within British governments any more?

Nicola Sturgeon only made herself look weak … well she will to some then turns around and makes things worse by stating that she wanted Theresa May to do a deal where Scotland benefits when it leaves the EU? Not Britain, England, Wales or Northern Ireland but only Scotland? As well as demanding a second referendum but insisting it’s prior to leaving the EU?!

Jesus Christ, Nicola Sturgeon. Talk about shooting yourself in both feet!

And as for Theresa May? A Tory Prime Minister thinks she can then scoot off after leaving Nicola Sturgeon completely empty handed and then sweet talk the Scottish public?!

Let me just check something?

Nope … it’s still late March according to my phone’s calender. Not broke into April just yet.

*sigh*

I … I … I simply don’t believe what I read had the time and this is one of the best ever.

If you secretly wanted Scotland to leave the UK you could have simply given Nicola Sturgeon what she wanted.

As for when a referendum takes place … I think you should simply concentrate on getting one. I mean to sit there and state that you want the best deal out of all of the UK’s countries and then want a referendum so you can fuck off.

I’m sorry but it’s the worst case I’ve ever heard or wanting your cake, eating it then having the gall to ask for a second cake.

Let’s review something about referendums and your timing from recent history.

The UK’s EU referendum has been talked about fur a number of years … but did these Scottish nationalists want to wait until AFTER the EU referendum to have their own to see what happens first?

No.

But here they are again demanding a second one, because despite losing they want another go in the hope of getting what they want. Along with that here they are again demanding to have one prior to the UK leaving Europe?

Remember … it’s not only other UK countries reading these reports.

By bending this way your possibly making European countries and leaders think twice about you.

What happens if you don’t get into Europe, provided you do win an election, and get the desk you want? 

You going to have a third referendum about leaving the EU?

Then have another one about the UK being forced to take you back?!

Or … or maybe your play is to use the Prime Minister to get you a deal now before you leave and join the EU?

In other words use the UK Prime Minister to negotiate your deal for you? Because a UK Prime Minister carries more weight than you do?

I simply can’t figure it out and that’s all I can come up with.

And Theresa May sweet talking Scots? You would have been far better off getting Jeremy Corbyn to do it, even if it turned out he is disliked in Scotland he would be taken more notice of than any Tory.

I wonder what Nicola Sturgeon will do and say after the French elections if Marine Let Pen wins?

I mean would she have the foresight to realise that the EU was more or less finished and then finally shut up about a referendum?

Based on this evidence I do have to ask myself if she will go silent?

I saw this on the BBC and thought you should see it: Theresa May and Nicola Sturgeon meet ahead of Article 50 – http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-scotland-scotland-politics-39399390

MORE EVIDENCE OF CRUMBLING

I got chatting to someone I know who frequents the DPAC Facebook site and he told me something about Universal Credit crumbling and I asked him what he meant to which I was then given a link.

I told my local council, after it had gone digital online only, that you cannot do this while everything is changing and it wont work and will go wrong.

It turns out that for at least a year it has been going wrong.

Hmm maybe I should add that you should not then just assume that as this has been reported on in the media that it is the one and only thing that has been going wrong. I guarantee that it has been failing in other ways and that is just Universal Credit.

I have already exposed ESA to be getting things wrong and still continuing to do so along with JSA too presently. Now that I think about it I exposed Universal Credit to be doing things wrong too!

For instance UC was designed to replace JSA, unless your a complete idiot and think that they just added three more departments with PIP, ESA and UC for no reason?

So they are still running six departments with UC, JSA. ESA, IB, PIP and DLA and have been for a few years. Except UC has rules that do not line up with JSA and until they do you have to run both.

So it would seem that in certain circumstances UC has not been paying housing which has lead to arrears building up that local councils have had to pay.

Now do you ever remember at least one of the times that I have stated that the one thing you can use is that corrupt and evil organisations never, ever help each other out? Well I rely on that for catching them out and despite the lack of things posted on here for  the last couple years which may have disappointed many I am … umm, still doing it!

It just takes … longer in the later stages of doing the things that I do. It is just the way things are and quite unavoidable.

So local councils and the DWP have very obviously not conversed with each other about the changes that have been intended? Leading to yet another right royal fuck up.

Why would I not be surprised if I ever see a news report that stated that despite kicking everyone who is jobless along with the disabled in their nether regions that they have instead been haemorrhaging money instead of saving it with their welfare changes?

YOU voted these people in who then take large sums of money from YOUR taxes and this is what you get?! Kicking certain groups of people until it hurts, they bleed or die while they reward themselves?!

I had a previous post titled ‘Uncivilised Society’ for many reasons and here is one of them.

https://www.theguardian.com/society/2017/mar/25/ministers-to-reverse-universal-credit-policy-for-homeless-families?utm_source=dlvr.it&utm_medium=facebook

MY HEALTH UPDATE

Sorry …

I umm completely forgot to do this update!

Well I have been somewhat … busy and … literally the day after, might have been two days after … cannot recall, I had to … hmm let us say I had a meeting of sorts. This meeting was quite important to me and to my … online escapades.

At this meeting I had, or thought I did, show some stuff and in the meeting I was basically asked to re-do this stuff to a provided template.

At the hospital I was seen pretty swiftly, I must say. My blood pressure measured 159 or 169 over 110 and they were concerned about the 110, diastolic, reading. The Doc, a pretty nice one, stated he was more concerned about the 110 reading and went wide eyed when I told him that I had a monitor in my backpack and my blood pressure was 197/121 prior to leaving my house. It was why I went to A&E really as I had been ignoring the weird chest pain and palpitations up until then. Well I say ‘ignored’ but the truth was I had intended to make a GP appointment for the last couple of weeks and kept forgetting. Public services keep asking or expecting me to do crap kind of screws up my memory for doing the stuff I need to.

I really expected a phone-call from the GP the next day but it never came and I have now been in there and handed in the results given to me by North Middlesex Hospital and on the letter it states they want me monitored for 48 hours.

So I had previously had a blood pressure monitor off the NHS I wore for 24 hours I think it was and now I am going to have some kind of cardiograph machine attached for 48 hours?

It is bloody typical that this is occurring right now, of all the bloody times!

I have two major things going on concurrently that I am either working hard on or waiting … hard on that I need to have completed in a specific order for specific reasons. One I have no control over and one I have a little bit of control over.

Also the day I had this meeting I then had to drop of the hospitals results and letter to my GP afterwards and I had received a phone-call from Halfords to tell me that my forks and wheel off my mountain bike had come back from SRam Tech. So I then had to go there.

I picked them up but they were in several pieces in a box, so I put them together so I could walk the damn thing home.

Then I watched a movie, as I do often when I get home as I am often shattered, only to be disturbed ten minutes from the end because a friend wanted me to catch some shrimps, yes shrimps, from his aquarium so he could treat his sick fish with copper sulphate.

Then I got home and took a second attempt, first one failed, at putting my suspension forks back on my bike for an hour before realising something was missing before discovering it had somehow ended up on the floor under my printer?! Grrr ….

Then I had to feck around with the brake caliper as some reading this might recall that after the fisco I discovered that my brake disc had a very slight bend in it.

After re-arranging some washers I managed to get the wheel spinning with not even the slightest rubbing taking place!

Then I had to do this 16 page … umm, let us say ‘report’?

These chest pains and heart palpitations was something I did not get to explain to a certain family member I rowed with in two visits by them.

But then I know that one symptom I had, or at least the word for it of ‘palpitations’, I would have been interrupted and gotten a lecture on as they claimed to have had it going on 20 years ago. Except the word ‘palpitations’ does not mean what they stated in did when I was a kid and used to hear her and my father state it. Because of this I thought it was nothing much really so I was surprised when the A&E Doctor and nurses were so concerned about it.

Within 30 minutes or so I had been seen three times by three different people. I was out within an hour and that was after being left in a ward for 20 minutes.

Oh yeah and that day of the … meeting,GP results drop in and suspension fork pick up? Yeah it rained a lot that day too!

So that one rare day where I have countless things going on and have to complete and it bloody well rains!

A time when things for me are gradually … making their way to the … launch pad and I start having these damn chest pains and palpitations?! Bloody well typical.

I did state twice to the family member that never listens that with my luck I will drop dead before I reach … hmm let us say the take off point?

Yeah there are some that know what it is I have going on, but with some things not all the details in full just yet. But they kind of know the two things I have going on right now. Though I have fallen out with one so they are going to have to find out third hand … and several days to several weeks late I am afraid. So yeah they might find it bloody strange that I am having these issues right now when I have these two things going on.

Both Sod’s Law and Murphy’s Law both acting in tandem currently to screw me over.

Oh and I have to now get fit, did go out on my more expensive and reliable bike for 11 miles yesterday … with no chest issues luckily which is why it came as a surprise when I had an issue today While out. Which is the first time this has occurred while out of the house.

But I have this stuff going on while a certain public service is placing pressure on me to do a load of crap that gets neither me or them anywhere and is now in actual fact both pointless and … academic! I am speaking, of course, about the DWP!

But as like so many other times previous it is just another one of my intricate webs that many know as traps and just as ever I have many things I have to focus on as a kind of background check or behind the scenes look.

You might say a ‘covering my own arse’ endeavour is going on?

I just hope I do not make it onto Calum’s List … not right now at any rate and if one thing I am waiting on is far worse, or less, than I had calculated then I might welcome making it onto Calum’s damned list?!

I think I will go do a Google search on heart palpitations and chest pain now that I have finished typing this?

Fingers crossed!

EDIT: I was told to come off blood pressure pills because of blacking out, if you missed that bit.

HATING ON THE A’s & THE E’s

I am in bloody A&E once again.

I have not mentioned it previously but I’ve been having some … issues. This has been going on for about a month. Maybe more? Cannot recall.

Anyway the first time it took place i had eaten a lot and put the symptoms I was having down to that.

I had heart palpitations along with discomfort that wandered over the threshold into sight pain. I had also felt breathless.

As I said this first occurred some weeks ago and I thought it had something to do with over eating.

However, several days to a week later I felt this discomfort once again. This time there was no over indulging involved.

Since then it has occurred several times and seems now to be becoming more frequent.

It has also lasted for a few hours each tube it had occurred.

Today I was planning to admit myself to A&E just to have a few tests done.

This is because despite it not being intense pain it is the region of the heart. I also had a heart trace 6 months or so ago that flashed up a few warning signals, heart wall thickening was one.

But someone called me and was on the phone for a couple hours so I decided to go to hospital tomorrow instead.

Except another friend called me I had told earlier in the day I would go to hospital. He then complained that i had not gone and asked me to do a blood pressure test.

I watched as the diastolic number went above 200 and thought. “Uh-oh!” It eventually ended with a reading of 197! Highest I think I’ve ever tested at.

Now it should be stated that my father as well as my grandmother died of heart related problems. I still don’t know how my Uncle died but both he and my father were in their mid fifties when they passed away.

So the symptoms and source are things that give pause to thought at the best of times. With my medical history along with my father and grandmother … I need to be careful.

So when my friend was told on the phone that my blood pressure came up with 197 he … just got called in for the second time. 

Yes my friend nagged me to ring 999 but i decided to ring 111 instead.

“It’s not on … Man!” he insisted.

So I rang 111 and of course I get told to go to an A&E within the hour.

I got here about 4.30pm, maybe later? It’s not even 5.30pm right now and I’ve already been called in twice.

That’s twice since I started this.

My friend was annoyed, shocked and disappointed that considering my symptoms they did not send an ambulance. An ambulance never occurred to me until he complained about it. Him complaining did get me thinking and wondered what if all the exertion was to cause something drastic to occur?

So then I thought about starting this blog post while I was on the bus. But as I had feared and why I had decided not to travel to hospital in the afternoon … it was filled with schoolchildren. In my neighbourhood there seems to be tens of thousands and they seemed like they were everywhere. Floors, seats, walls and even ceilings there are so many and of course they are loud. Louder than hell itself.

Soo I decided to wait until I was in the hospital waiting room. Of course you get called as opposed to a monitor screen with your name popping up. So listening to music was not really an option.

In fact I tried to listen to music thinking I had at least 30 minutes before the initial check over by a nurse. This was the time it took the last time I was here.

But no.

I was called within a few minutes. Had blood pressure measured, it was high but didn’t give a number. Took my pulse and asked me to take a seat in the waiting room.

I thought that surely this time it would be a long wait but by the time the song was playing someone appeared from a door in front of me and I thought I heard my name, barely above the music. Yup, they were calling me for what was bite the second time in what could barely be fifteen minutes.

Someone’s concerned?

I have no idea whether or not the blood pressure and these palpatations and pain are linked.

Strangely my friends has been on at me for a fair old while about seeing someone about my high blood pressure.

I told him on the phone that recently halting my blood pressure pills, Ramipril, probably didn’t help. He complained that I had stopped taking them with a drawn out “But whhhhyyyy?!” before then informing him, or rather reminding him, that it was demanded of me by the Neurology Department of Chase Farm Hospital.

If you have been coming on here for more than a few months then you might recall I had been referred for an MRI on my head and an EEG at different hospitals?

That was because I had been passing out more and more frequently.

Despite three strikes of pain while having the EEG performed they said they found nothing, but did not deny the EEG picking up pain when i mentioned it.

They put out down to the blood pressure pills and requested I stop taking them.

Hmm … that was around the time my grandfather passed away, around 10th February 2017. Come to think of it this would be around the time or a couple weeks at most before these heart symptoms started.

I had a feeling that ceasing the use of blood pressure pills and the aversion to giving me better blood pressure pills would eventually cause a problem. Not quite this fast and this dramatic, I have to admit.

Soo … just waiting for a Doctor to call me and I’ve asked three people about the Doctor Bolat I saw around 6 months ago. No one had heard of him.

Oh well the point is if I drop dead on the same date this post was posted … well you know that the NHS was the to blame.

Lol.

I am bloody hating these damn visits to various A&E’s.

WHOOPS-A-DAISY TOO

My word.

Sometimes things fall into your lap and on rare occasions you get two.

A screw up by the DWP over PIPs and the appeals and now this?

I have claimed for years that the news media has been controlled and steered away from certain stories.

In fact of late much of the news media have focused so much and lost themselves in their own narratives they have ended up looking like fools. In fact after screwing up in a big way they have then proceeded to make things ten times worse.

But I’ve also stated that they have got away with this for so long that they are not even bothered about slipping up and looking obvious.

But who is pulling the proverbial strings?

To many the first thought would be government while some would say owners of the biggest corporations. Both are likely true.

So you could forgive me for every so slightly raising an eyebrow when my old nemesis George Osborne is named as the editor for the London Evening Standard?

Remember I stated about not being bothered about looking obvious?

So then … Mr Osborne editor of a free rag? Did not sound like much? Maybe he is worried I might send my updated evidence to them? Lol.

I’d need a Blu-ray writer first as I’d probably need 30 DVDs now? It was 16 I think when I started blogging? I remember making sets of four DVDs and sending off well over a dozen sets. I stated clearly that what I had sent was by no means all.

I remember having these visions of sitting in a cafeteria awaiting the arrival of a journalist with a thumb drive. That vision never became a reality. Though to be fair I had long had suspicions about the news media back then too.

What I found quite funny on this report is reading that George Osborne has another job. A part time job, no less! That was the funny part .. a part time job.

So … the editor of the London Evening Standard a part time job too? Can’t be a full time job as how would you find the time to do the part time job?

I rather wish that both positions were part time and that this was all he could find in his Jobsearch due to the current situation. Would that not be chuckles worthy?

Now that would be even funnier had it been Iain Duncan-Smith only finding a part time job. I could have really gone to turn over that one!

Yes I could have waxed lyrical about the sharp contrasts from dream land and reality. Shame.

So then … we have that politician who was not only seen as the most dishonest but also the most disliked among the public now editor of a free London rag?

Jesus, if the Evening Standard had not had it bad enough for so long that it had to give it’s prints out for free, now this?

It beggars belief. 

In an attempt to get more people reading their newspaper they give it away for free and now George Osborne is editor?

Think about it for a moment. You have tens of gigabytes of evidence of corruption in the public services and government? 

What chance do you get by sending out to someone who was previously in said government?

Now with the London Evening Standard it’s new editor is someone so high profile that we get to hear about it. But how many ex politicians or similar are editors of either local or national tabloids?

That tabloid now gets completely removed from a possible recipients list to never being a recipient list. There must be others that will now do the same and I wonder as to how many that would be?

So do we have another budding fake news rag on our hands? Lol.

I saw this on the BBC and thought you should see it: Osborne Evening Standard job prompts call for inquiry – http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-39314127

WHOOPS-A-DAISY

Well what do we have hear?

Rather bizarrely I had been asking myself whether I should do an update to my situation but didn’t want to delve into it.

For almost a year I’ve been battling the DWP and to be perfectly honest … I’m doing somewhat better than someone else?

I have been battling the DWP on two fronts … umm … well … it’s actually … three. Lol.

Yeah I’ve not really mentioned this third one on my blogs and it’s kind of very tied in to something I have going on that is on this blog.

It’s … complicated.

This will ask make sense in a couple of months time and in fact for both things I can tell you they both bizarrely and by design both have periods of eight weeks.

Only one starts in a few days and I simply cannot find out when the other one … started, or if it’s started at all.

If for some massive mistake by yet another public service this other one had not stated and will in a matter of days then they will both run concurrently.

As I said, these are linked. If they end up running concurrently this could present me with a problem. Because I need these to finish in a certain order. Wrong order could be problematic.

So I’m not going to go into that, not even the DWP side of things. Not that particular issue at any rate.

But as for the previous two that’s been going on since 2016 I can. Well partly. Well I say that as I’m not really sure on one of them. The one not being handled by me.

I have not been told the case is dropped though it had kind of become a moot point. Not entirely a moot point but looks very much like it will be.

The other issue I was refused help on and this was Personal Independent Payments.

Except I seem to have not only handled this in such a way that it would end when it suited me but may not be ending at all?!

Yeah … it’s strange and despite my doing things in a particular way that suited me it seems to have stopped altogether?

I’ll get a letter now I’ve posted this contradicting what I’ve put? You watch?

Anyway it’s gone just how I need it to at any rate and maybe a bit longer than I need it to?

Then, tonight I spotted that story below in the Independent tabloid … hmm actually isn’t the Independent online only now?

According to the Independent’s news piece most of the Personal Independent Payment appeals have been won? I must say I’m surprised at this. The courts have held up people’s appeals? Great news but then … I have been sticking out to one area of the HMCTS and then some. Plus … well they probably have realised something about me reading between the lines on what I’ve posted.

HMCTS? Sorry, you don’t know the half of it, very much quite literally.

One point made by the news report I’m bloody relieved to finally fucking read is that they notice now the system is wrong and broken. Nahh … I might be relieved to read that bit it’s frustrating too as this is by design. It’s very much deliberate and they have been inching towards this year on year since Tony Blair was Prime Minister.

What it actually is and should be very obvious and therefore reported on is a complete waste and rip-off of the taxpayers money.

Funny that no one, including their Mickey mouse judges, complain about them taxpayers money, but then everyone at HMCTS gets paid from that very pot like so many others.

Soooo doing well at cut backs and saving money then? Yeah, very much looks like it, not!

http://www.independent.co.uk/voices/disability-assessment-pip-esa-appeals-something-is-wrong-a7635221.html

REVELATIONS 2: THE COUNTING OF CHICKENS

It might have been noticed that there has been a slight delay in the second part of the revelations series?

Well … it might also need to be in two parts … no it will be in two parts.

The idea behind the revelations series is to make people aware of two things, one was just how much was going on last year, as I had not divulged everything.

The other is to give an idea about what is to occur over the next year … or two.

The short answers are a lot and a hell of a lot respectively. Maybe.

Last Friday the 10th March I attended a funeral. A funeral to my grandfather who actually died on January the 8th 2017. If you sound confused you should be and yes he died on January the 8th 2017 and was buried on March the 10th 2017.

That amount of time between someone’s death and their burial would be incredibly and unusually long even if Christmas lied between the two dates. I know I have had five funerals and one with Christmas between the two dates too.

As I have pointed out on here it was no secret that my grandfather and me did not see eye to eye on many things. In fact due to something that was forced to take place just a few months ago I proved myself to be in the right about him.

I do love it when I wield double edged swords. I often try to craft as best I can a double edged sword in any given situation.

As well as the very long wait, which seems to be strangely common for me, I had lots of things said during that time between the death and the burial. A lot of things said. Many changing what their views and/or opinions along the way too.

Part of this chatter was to do with the long period of time taken to get to said funeral but the small fact that my grandfather would, or should, have had £750,000 at the time of his death. Potentially more then this.

Nobody really knows but I have a few figures that has made themselves known to me over the last 20 years. My grandfather was both secretive and tight, something my grandmother would reel in laughter at if you asked her if she was still alive. Because it was something she argued with him about for years.

For around 7 years my grandfather had lived with one of his granddaughter’s, Julie, in Southend despite the fact that for 20 years or so he had lived in Walthamstow in East London.

I had lived in my grandparents house, I refuse point blank to say grandfather’s, for 20 years on and off but in the last few years my sister had lived there. Unfortunately my grandfather had started to become needy and started telling more lies than normal and pulling unfair tricks to get my sister to give up her job of 20 years to look after him full time. With no money of course. That was my grandfather all over, he expected blood sweat and tears along with full openness and honesty when his own wife died not knowing how much money he had.

Unfortunately I found out about the second figure my grandfather had around two or three days after my Nan’s death when in front of two or three people he ran down the stairs with my Nan’s savings book …

“Martin! Your Nan had £20,000 in savings?!”

I replied “Umm yeah”

He then said “You do not sound surprised?”

I pointed out that she was always joking about buying an Alfa Romeo 156 for me everything the advert came on and said she could buy it, that it should have been obvious.

He, in a boasting tone before even burying his wife, then said “Oh! Well I have got OVER four times that amount!”

Some weeks back I did a Revelations preview where I posted a whole bunch of key numbers I said would come out later on. Trust me when I state that this post will be primarily about numbers, all sorts of numbers.

My Nan died in 1998 at 75. See? All sorts of numbers.

After my Nan died my father, also now dead along with his only sibling my uncle, spoke about how tight my grandfather was and how he was saving £6,000 or so a year, cannot recall the exact figure. I asked him how he had come to that conclusion and he thought that I had thought he was over-estimating it.

My father had explained how his dad was always showing off about how he only spent £15 per week on everything when giving lectures on how other people should live and budget. The truth was he was narrow minded, selfish and extremely lucky. My grandfather had a wife who did not expect much of him and put up with his tight fisted ways for 60 years plus. She bought her own cookers and even a VHS recorder. This led to tensions and my Nan would not let y grandfather use anything … because he rarely, if ever, paid for it. He was not even allowed in the garden. Trust me object got thrown on many occasions.

Once my father has said this about him only spending £15 every week, which was true he did that a lot to the family he had nearby in London, he then said about him getting his £130 per week state pension. Therefore he was saving £6,000 plus each year.

I simply said 2What about his Post Office pension?” to which my father went wide eyed and then stated how bloody stupid he was to forget his Post Office pension. That memory lapse in my father was quite common as had many, many symptoms he had complained about so much that women that worked for him used to take the piss behind his back. I hate to admit it but even I did too as the women would always say that no matter what aches and pains they had my father would always states that he had, had that too. I remember them joking in trying to agree about all coming in the next morning stating they all had period pains.

Another things he started doing was falling asleep on his sofa not long after he had got home. This along with his many symptoms and his memory lapses all came into sharp focus when I suspected I had Fibromyalgia and had read the best book, or one of, in the world on the condition. All of these things I have been doing for anywhere between 3 or 4 years, the nodding off in the day, 8 to 10 years or more with memory and going back between 14 years, feet, and 20 years for various aches and pains and not forgetting skin conditions.

As I explained to someone at the funeral .. we seem to have a family disease that went unnoticed because my father and my grandmother were scared of both Doctors and Hospitals and my father never even had a GP and my Nan did not even see hers until a few months to a year prior to her death.

So then what with the realisation, getting back to my grandfather, that he also had a Post Office pension that £6,000 a year being put to one side was now more than doubled.

After my Nan’s death my grandfather spent the only serious money I ever knew him to spend and this was annoying because for ten years prior to my Nan’s death she had continuously begged him to replace windows on the front of the house and get the central heating fixed. Yup absolutely no central heating at all for ten years. Despite asking for these things for ten years he had them both done within a year of my Nan dying. That .. was … annoying and in my mind insulting to my deceased grandmother.

Over the years it got to the stage where I wanted nothing to do with either him or his money and hence why I have had to figure out so many things recently. Though I have not actually gotten around to the reasons why I have now had to rethink everything and then rethink it all again.

The more my sister refused to give up her job to look after him permanently, he did not need the help physically, he just wanted someone there all the time. He was anti-social and your original Billy-No-Mates. I can hear my grandmother right now cackling at that name calling. Then I got to hear he was in hospital and I was picked up by my brother Ryan.

In fact in that journey there was this conversation between my sister and Ryan on the phone about how my sister was dreading both me and my cousin Julie (mentioned for the second time and very key to what I am to divulge) bing there as we both think we know everything. To be fair this was true of one of us, lol. I will give you a clue, it is not me. Lol.

When my sister stated that my brother Ryan turned and looked at me in the car, I looked at him … there was a pregnant pause and we both burst out laughing. My sister now all confused then said “Why are you laughing?” to which my brother said “Well I did tell you I was on speaker phone?” to which m,y sister said “Yeah ….. and …” and mty brother then said “I did tell you I had picked up Martin and was on my way?” to which there was a sharp intake of breath and then you heard “Oh shit!” My sister had not stopped to consider the fact she had gotten away with this because of the laughter. Well not immediately.

Fast forward now beyond all the crap unimportant stuff and I am standing outside Whipps Cross Hospital with my cousin Julie who is banging on about taking my grandfather down to Southend to live with him as she was prepared to do this.

Now some years before the alarm signals went off due to a visit that my grandfather had from two members of our family, after my Nan had died. They tried very hard to get him to sell his house and move to Southend. A little too hard and went on all day about it and I remember my grandfather complaining about it for several days. Julie was one of those two people.

So here I am with my grandfather now 85 years of age and my cousin Julie trying overly hard to get this thing done and dusted when out of the blue she suddenly says …

Oh don’t worry about the money, nothing will happen to it” …

..which at the time would now be about £250,000 plus as now well over ten years had passed since my grandmother’s death.

As set out by me … he had a minimum of £90,000 when my Nan died and as established, other then two windows and central heating, never spent any more than £15 per week. So 12 or 13 years of over £12,000 saved each year which does not take into consideration rises in pensions nor interest. You might note that nor have I nor will I take into consideration what he could have saved in the 7 years he lived in Southend.

Oh there is one thing. I have failed to mention his sold house or the fact that, for anyone shouting ‘mortgage payments you dumb arse’ at the screen he had owned outright for many years. Probably paid it off around 5 to 7 years before my Nan died? Cannot really recall.

I told Julie that as my grandfather and myself did not see eye to eye and he started arguments out of nothing all the time just like he had done to my Nan for 30 years I could not do it and no one else in London could. So that provided he agreed she was welcome to take him.

We really did not have much of a choice and I was well aware that Julie knew this and the fact she was up like lightning from Southend, and the only one if memory recalls, and mentioned the money had me now more than just a little concerned.

So the house? The one owned? Well lets us know through that figure out there before we fast forward … it sold for £430,000 just a few months ago, say six?

Remember my figure of £250,000 is likely way under. It is from having £90,000 and based on ten years of £13,000 odd a year. There is probably two to four years missing from when he went down to live in Southend, rises and interest and I am NOT taking into consideration the 7 years he was in Southend.

I will state that in her own words and two years after my grandfather being down there she, Julie, had, had a got at the old man several times. Exact words. This was after blowing my top because I got accused of taking money off my Nan years ago and not paying her back. Odd as, as I have already established and everyone would tell you, my grandparents never told each other about their money nor what they did with it.

Or to put it another way … either this was one of my grandfather’s more serious lies or … he did not say this or was forced to. It would have been stupid for my grandfather to lie about this when it occurred me that it was Julie.

It is exactly the sort of shoot off the mouth sort of thing Julie would come out with, she was full of bullshit at times, Julie would say. Without checking/knowing the facts.

Over the years not many visited that regularly but we did visit, me included even though just once I admit. Well we did not get along and he was not only something of a liar but had been telling some bad ones. Something absolutely no one agreed with me on at the time and for years but for the last couple months, well since he died, they now know I was right about.

Remember me always going on about being called an idiot, moron, conspiracy theorist even only to be proved I was spot on and telling the truth later down the line?

That is probably exactly the same as what occurs on here and water of a Duck’s back to me and as I have already done this and been through it, ignoring crap I get out of envy, jealousy and ego, and so know that eventually I will get through to people on here.

If you go back through my comments, I never delete comments even negative ones, you might note that out of … umm 500,000 or more visitors and outside of stupid video games comments from fanboys (do NOT get me started) there … well aren’t any negative comments?

Well it is hard to prove me wrong on things because I do not falsify things and this is something you will both see by the end of this post and likely roar with laughter over?

So the figure to remember is something that is well in excess of £630,000.

Ooh had a break and had to go out and do some stuff.

Also on the third attempt to get my bike fixed due to a faulty part that was fitted to the bike Halfords have refused to do it for the second time. It is a cboardman bike which, as far as I am aware, is only sold through Halfords and that was where I bought it and I took out three years of some maintenance insurance thing and they are STILL refusing to do it.

Three times now I have tried to get this bike fixed and as it is a front axle and it is seized I cannot remove the front wheel and as it is one of those new mountain bikes with the bigger wheels, 29 inch instead of 26, it cannot go in s small car.

As I have been refused by two local people I am now in a situation where it is impossible or will be downright fucking frustrating to take the bike anywhere else only to get sent away for a fourth and fifth time.

So I have sent off a rather stern email to Sram, boardman bikes and Halfords HQ about this little issue that is their problem and not mine!

The one part of the bike I did not take any notice of was the bloody front axle and not only has it failed but when I found a replacement part on Amazon that was different something very telling happened.

The very first question I see is ‘I have a cboardman txc pro 29, does this maxle fit my bike?’ and immediately answered was ‘Yes, I have the coboardman txc pro 29 and not only does this axle fit but it is far better than the axle the bike came with’.

That kind of explains why they have not sold this model for awhile in Halfords as it is obviously a common problem, though the utter tool at Halfords said he had never seen this happen before. I said ‘Look?! First off this is a thousand pound bike so I very much doubt you sold many of them and secondly … the first two people I saw on the Amazon page of the part I bought where not one but two people with the exact same bike and therefore exactly the same problem.

God I am fuming about this … it is an major screw up for m plans for the next few weeks. Still maybe I will get something positive back from the three emails I sent? Have to wait and see but the video of the bike and the fault will go up in a couple days time.

So then. Last year.

Last year I had a couple major things going on, forgetting all the little things I could not even recall if I wanted to.

I had a daughter that vanished into thin air I was not prepared to go pursuing yet again and while I waited for her to get in contact and send me some paperwork the DWP decided to attack me and these two things fucked up my entire year and all the plans I had for 2016.

It went from looking to be the best to being the worst and I have already explained all this.

However … what I did not explain was that at some point in the year I got wind of the fact that my cousin Julie was planning to buy a house from the £430,000 of the sale of my grandfather’s old house that was a three bedroom bungalow in Rochford, Essex and put it fully in her name and her name alone.

Remember what she said to me? “DO not worry about the money, it will be safe!”

It turned out my grandfather had let it slip out to another cousin who had been closest to Julie, other than me, over the years. To me my grandfather was actually deliberately getting this secret plan out in the open.

Julie was confronted by a cousin and she said that ..

  • “She had to look after her family”

On asking if the cousins, or me, two brothers and one sister, knew she said ..

  • “Yes and they are all OK with it”

When pressed about how this would upset the rest of the family she said

  • “Fuck the family, I have to think about my own”

That, according to her, was my grandfather, her daughter who is now an adult and therefore not a dependent and her two dogs. My cousin stated that he had wondered about the terrible things the cat had done .. as the cat had not been named as part of the family.

It was this insistence of keeping pets that got her thrown out of two properties … she does not seem to live in reality any longer and had been leaving reality little by little the last few times that I saw her.

Rules are for other people. Not Julie.

As will become clear.

Anyway I ended up throwing some spanners. Quite a few spanners in fact to various people and the one that I did not do is the DWP. This … will become clearer momentarily.

About a month or two later I get a phone call on Sunday the 8th January this year and am told by my brother Ryan he has some bad news. My grandfather is dead. During the phone-call I also find out that despite me causing some serious issues the purchase of the 3 bedroom bungalow in Rochford had gone through?!

This set everyone I know off on one and they stated how suspicious they find it that right after getting this house in her name my grandfather then dies within mere weeks. But it did not make sense. I could not believe that she would do anything and I later found out she had ripped into the hospital over my grandfathers death. He had been taken to hospital after an accident for his hip that had been broken. He had gone through the operation and come out of the anaesthetic which is the hardest part. Then he went downhill and died.

It later transpires that no one at all had been told he was even in hospital or that he had, had this accident. Alarm bells are ringing.

Of course I had already been told that my and my two brothers and one sister were all OK about my cousin buying herself a house that would take up almost half of my grandfather’s estate.

Now my cousin has a three bedroom house for herself only and in a nice area with a massive garden and a greenhouse.

Do you have any bloody idea what I would do with a big garden and a large greenhouse outside of London?! Bloody big things. Go and look at my YouTube channel and my blogs … all thirteen of them!

I will achieve this soon but I wont own it and will have to pay rent for said house out of my own pocket and in the hope that along the way the things I have worked towards gradually for nearly five years pays off?!

On being asked why she thinks she deserves £300,000 of the £700,000 she states that she has had to turn down jobs of £45,000 a year. She was a barmaid and I have a BSc Single Honours Degree in Applied Computing, Batrachologist, Herpetologist, Ichthyologist, highly knowledgable in Orchids, Astronomy, Astrophysics along with other areas of science and a martial art and I could not hope to get a £35,000 a year job, let alone a £45,000 a year one as a barmaid or barmaid manager …. I quite obviously chose the wrong degree?!

So those looking for degree courses that go into highly paid careers should look into Barmaidology as this is obviously a new thing.

Being a control freak too she took charge of the funeral arrangements and added to this she would apply to be in charge or at least represent my grandfather’s estate.

I don’t think so!

Along the way that person who was most irate … or at least showed it was my sister who now and then would start up a thing about how we should do something now before it is too late.

Except I had and I had started prior to my grandfather’s death and I had started up again post my grandfather’s death. Probate have had no less than three emails from me and they were … um being very vague about answers very easily found in books or Google’d

This meant something to me. I can see beyond the trees to the wood and I can read between the lines rather well.

Two weeks after my grandfather’s death I stated that something was not right and that I think an investigation was taking place.

I was told no and given excuses by family members but … well family and friends are not very good and nor have they ever been, at picking up where I am confident and one of the clues is not taking any notice of your excuses and reasons. There is a reason I do that.

Almost two weeks go by and still no official contact from anyone, sister starts panicking again, brother supposedly speaking to the villain of the peace now and then but nothing coming out. No estate details, ,even after four weeks, and no funeral and still waiting for death certificate and registry to take place.

Then the death certificate is finally issued and the hospital and the coroner’s office are now contradicting each other?!

Now I am asking myself ‘Is there an investigation going on and I have had my first evidence of that or is this another case of hospital and another public body fucking up big time?!’ After all it is now two weeks and will still have nu funeral date.

Eventually the funeral gets arranged and my brother goes down to speak to said villain to arrange things and out of the blue gets told “Oh, and no one will be able to get the house off me!”

She also tells my confused brother now that there is a will and it has been signed.

Then I get a phone-call one day stating that the villain had called my brother and said that she needed my permission to bury my grandfather. Well would you believe it?! The control freak phones Manor Park Cemetery and it turns out that I now exclusively own the plot!! Lol.

On travelling down to sign some release forms my brother is so confused at what Julie told him about there being a will has asks me what I was told.

I told him word for word what was soad to me and that Julie told one of her brothers that there was a will, she was to get the house and we got the remaining money split between us but that it was not counter-signed. I pointed out that this was word for word as I had never heard the use of the term ‘counter-signed’ in the legal industry. It is signed by a solicitor, the owner of the will and a witness.

So who has not signed it? My grandfather? The solicitor? The witness? Or perhaps any two out of those three?

It smells so bloody fishy that a passing blind man would suddenly say “Morning ladies!!”

Yeeeah I kinda told probate to … umm check a few things in this regard. Yeeeah I want to say what it was that I pointed out or indeed all of the things I pointed out but … well informing your enemies of your tactics in battle is never wise.

However I would state that Julie seems to know a lot more than I do and this has NOT in any way been lost on at least one of my cousins.

I was never going to go to my grandfather’s funeral and everyone knew that, I was that disappointed in him and along with that felt sorry for him if there exists an after life. Because after his selfishness and lack of help along with broken promises my grandmother would be waiting for him with an axe!

Well would you believe that my sister saw a medium, no larges were available, and m father and grandmother was there but no grandfather. I told my sister that Nan would have been waiting for him an axe made out of ectoplasm. She laughed.

I decided to go and my sister changed her mind twice too. I thought it better I was there for those that are still alive and being a scientist and not spiritual any longer I do not really think my grandfather would know I was there anyway. So I attended foe the living, you might say. Plus despite him being what he was it was the respectful thing to do and I wanted to take the high road, so to speak.

That day I signed the release forms, if you know me on Facebook, was the day I was tagged on Facebook by my brother Ryan who I was with, eating Pie & Mash in the Eel and Pie Shop in Leytonstone which my dad used to frequently go to.

The single funeral car pulled up and my cousin Julie exited the vehicle and looked straight at me, typical I was right by the door as the car pulled up, with an odd look. Could not work out if it was anger, frustration, shock that I was there or a mixture of the above?

That look was to become a subject again later on in the day.

There was an unusual speech about how much my cousin Julie had sacrificed for my grandfather and how my grandfather loved playing Cribbage?

Funny as I had lived with him longer than anyone else bar his wife and I never ever recall him playing Cribbage and neither did 7 other of his grandchildren either. Gin Rummy was his main game. There were a few card games that he knew. I taught him Black Jack which I learnt from my school days. I was pretty good.

I had to keep an eye on one single member of my family as he had the biggest axe of all and as it turns out there were some .. nicks on said axe that I was not aware of. Mind you had I been told of these . .events years ago I probably would not have believed it? I was close to Julie and would never have imagined her doing anything dishonest, even if I realised she was either drifting to fantasy land or was already in it and coming out with bullshit. Recently things had changed and suddenly the idea that she did these things years ago was no longer far fetched, quite the opposite in fact.

We were supposed to have a meeting, well eight of us at any rate. There was a ninth person I would have preferred was included but but for the fact that her mother, my uncle’s second wife, had not done as she should have done and seem to be aligning with Julie. That will prove to be a mistake specially if she thinks she will get a bigger cut or has helped hid money it will all come out eventually anyway. It always does especially when I am involved.

The trouble was that when I first discovered what Julie was up to with the house I contacted this person, Sally, and told her as her daughter is one of us after all. Only I never received a reply of thanks and later found out that she had phoned up Julie and had … “had a go at her”.

So where was my reply of thanks?

And why was she there making funeral arrangements with Julie?

And why did her own daughter turn up unexpectedly during this procedure? Did she herself not trust Julie? Or her mother? Or both?

So you see it was a difficult situation Maybe Sally was just looking out for her daughter’s share? I have no way of knowing as I have had zero communication from her.

She said hello and the usual pleasantries on the day of the funeral and I did get to state about the family disability that absolutely no one at all seemed to know about.

Remember I have said many times about people not taking notice and yet all call me super smart even Sherlock like in my deductive powers? Yeah and STILL like I said before no one takes any notice.

Turned out m uncle displayed at least one symptom that could be down to Fibromyalgia.

Yeah … does not even seem to matter much that I was diagnosed my a specialist in Fibromyalgia at Guy’s Hospital either. Lol.

Funny as my Uncle and father both died in their mid fifties and I was nagged to get checked out as they were worried about me dying in my mid fifties. Yeah … I tend to think that I will in all honesty though I do not say this at anyone.

But I did get checked out over 15 years and then discovered there was indeed a problem that affected the family and both my Nan and dad had it but … everyone took no notice really. Not enough to inform the rest of the family of it and something that did not go unnoticed within months of m first self-diagnosis and then the confirmation at Guy’s Hospital. No .. actions … no .. approaches of any kind. Alrighty then! Moving on.

The coffin was lowered into the grave and my cousin Julie appeared to be crying. I turned to look at the biggest axe and he had turned away. I told him I knew what he was thinking and what he would tell me, ten minutes from now and to ignore it.

Crocodiles were on the range.

Anyway we retreated to the road for a few minutes but instead of everyone walking towards the chapel were all our cars were parked we headed in the opposite direction. To nowhere in particular it seemed.

“Umm where are we going?” I asked before being told that we were heading for a pub. Oh this was cool, I thought, and we all headed off chatting and laughing as we did. Said villain was left with her compatriots standing in the road. Guess they headed off back to Southend?

During the course of the day I found out three things …

  • Julie was being investigated for several things …

  • One was bullying my grandfather, that one had me roar with laughter

  • One was benefit fraud, sorry …. nothing to do with me that one … but I know who is responsible for that one

  • That Julie was advised to sue me

That last one? Roared with laughter and I pointed out that I have only ever been down to Southend once in the last 7 years and that time was with my sister and we was only there a couple of hours.

I only informed probate of what I had worked out and at the end of the day if no one had done anything wrong then no one gets into trouble, right?

But if it turns out that someone has, and oh boy would I like to point out some more stuff I … well kind of pointed out, then they only have themselves to blame.

Did I metion that on walking to the chapel one cousin referred to the villain of the peace as “She .. She .. she who shall not be named!” and everyone laughed. It was funny as only 7 f the eight were present and the joker of the bunch had not even arrived and everyone was laughing. Including three partners. One partner in particular had remained behind for fear she would attack Julie on the day and yes it is that bad.

At the pub at the meeting I did not think would take place we drank and chatted about what Julie had done and many aired their disgust and shock to me. But a third of the time we were talking about all the comic book movies that ha been coming out over the years. We were all into Marvel and DC comics as kids you see. The other third of the time we were talking about video games and PC gaming, which I do, and Xbox gaming which they all seem to do. Apart form my brother Ryan who is into Playstations along with his son, my nephew Jamie.

I only had a couple of pints of lager but I am sure it reacted with some of my prescription medication as it felt more like I had three or four pints. I was still compus-mentus but I was talking more than usual. Though, lol, no one seemed to mind and one was even vaping and I pointed at his vape device while his brothers were all going on about it being unhealthy and I said “Wismec?!” to which his shocked face then said “Yes!” turned to look to his two brothers and said “See?! HE KNOWS!”

So yeah we chatted about vaping for some part of the day.

Oh and it turned out that some of them had seen my YouTube videos as well as my blogs! That was a pleasant surprise and I laughed when they said they saw one when I was ripping some public service a new one.

Looks on their faces when I said I had somewhere around 500,000 visitors in all and they were like “What?!” Lol.

I said provided nothing goes drastically wrong with probate and provided that Julie has not stolen the entire £700,000 then I will be at a million viewers in about a years time.

Well .. there is a little something I did not explain you see….

As stated when my grandfather went down to Southend he would have done so with between £250,000 and £300,000.

Julie never worked while caring for him for 7 years, remember this. Also remember her job descriptions in Barmaidology? It was £45,000 a year jobs being turned down remember?

Yeah so one day on pointing out to my sister that if Julie intends to keep the house she is going to buy to live in with my grandfather she would not be able to keep it as she states that she will. Being angry and as per usual it did not dawn on my sister that she would need a large mortage.

She was first looking at £400,000 houses and I stated that she could not do this as, it is easy to work out with ten people, that she would only get £60,000 and so would need a mortgage of £340,000 to buy us off.

My sister went back to Julie, this is like 18 months ago and pointed that out that she cannot get a mortgage for £340,000. She then said “Oh no, I am not looking at £400,000 houses, I am now only looking at £200,000 houses” to which my sister pointed out that she still would not get a mortgage of £160,000 and Julie, who had zero money 7 years ago and bver worked in those 7 years then said “Oh no, I only need a mortgage of £40,000 because I have £160,000 in savings”?!

Umm how?

Then apparently at some point my grandfather flashed his bank book at either my brother Ryan or I think it was my sister, maybe both? The bank book stated £100,000 and this was prior to the house being sold.

Umm …. but wait a minute? I can hear your brains now asking that … yes my grandfather would have gone to Southend with £250,000 and yet 7 years later than man who all he did was save now has only £100,000. A little more than he had when my grandmother died 18 years ago? No fucking way!

Oh but wait a minute? …

Here we have the cousin that offered to care for him and promised nothing would happen to the money and who had no money now has £160,000 in savings?!

I am afraid it gets somewhat more confusing now as since his death I have heard the following from people uttered by Julie ….

  • I have £16,000 in savings

  • I have £24,000 in savings and best of all the latest is …

  • I have no money and am looking for a job

Yeesh!!

I will leave the reaction in bold I think? Lol.

So … no one really knows but one brother and one sister think we will get £5,000 each. No, no, no. One cousin thinks she will get all of it and we will all get nothing. No, no, no.

Let us look at it the easy way …

  • £100,000 prior to house being sold

  • £430,000 from house and then

  • £290,000 for that dreaded bungalow

Oh I might add the bungalow has been completely refitted … or so I hear. Not bad for someone with no money.

Oh anmd my sister thinks the £160,000 was bullshit from Julie but as I pointed out … umm stating you have money when you have not is just plain stupid. But then is claiming you got £160,000 from somwhere without doing a days work in 7 years is something of a feat and a stupid thing to admit…especially if it got back to me. The one with the mathematical degree.

So £530,000 minus £290,000 is £240,000 between nine people is a bit more than the £5,000 that two of my siblings believe to be the case.

Unless John ends up being correct in his predictions but these are mere predictions for actions that are or had taken place after his death that would get found out that would lead to prison. The predictions of the £5,000 is based on what was left at my grandfather’s death.

Yeah, yeah despite everything I stated prior to my grandfather’s death I have been dragged into something I wanted nothing to do with and for that I have some extreme anger towards my cousin.

So around £26,000 each then? Well … no. Maybe not.

You see I think Julie would have to be fucking stupid to take first £160,000 from my grandfather’s accounts and then another £290,000 for the house.

Remember I said she took almost half the estate for caring for him for 5 years?

Yeah well revised based on what I know to be true your looking at a possible £450,000 from £650,000 which is two thirds of the estate. Yup … that is right, two thirds!

However I do not actually believe this to be the case as I think that Julie only got that money out of my grandfather because she told him that she only needed £150,000 to buy that bungalow. Now that is a lot easier to believe than her taking another £290,000 after embezzling £160,000 out of him over several years.

Oh yeah and maybe I should mention that I am told by EVERYONE that every time they tried to see him Julie would spout lies and lame excuses to put them off.

Yeah another cunning ply she thought none would be the wiser to, but as I told my cousins I ran rings around MI5 and a couple of Merseyside Police Detectives who are still unaware I have them over a barrel and five hours interview on tape (including plenty of chat about MI5 and my communiques with them), and that they all called me a genius and wished I worked for them, the Police Detectives for the latter remark.

I digress.

If I am right then the estate left over, leaving out the bungalow in the equations, is £380,000 odd. So I think that what we are looking at here is between £240,000 and even as much as £400,000 left over.

Also … .shows how much I think about this but I was asked who my grandfather banked with on the phone two days ago when I stopped and said “Shit”. My sister asked what was wrong and I said “Errrr yeaaah I forgot, granddad has at least two accounts that I know about! On was Halifax which he even had shares in, yeah was worth £15,000 odd at some point but jack shit today no doubt? Another account he had was a Alliance & Leicester Giro account and I think one would have been for one pension and the other account his other pension?

So yeah he flashed his bank book around but it it was only one and I had forgotten about the other one. Lol.

Yeah … well lets look at it and deduct things shall we to make things simpler?

  • People were kept away from my grandfather for a period of time that stopped completely once it got out Julie as getting an entire house …

  • Easy then to turn around and as well as usual bullying to sign a will, you tell your grandfather that none of the others give a shit about him any more so she gets left a bigger portion

  • It is no secret that I am disabled and yet despite having the four outsider family members on my Facebook list (I am a fucking computer expert you know!) no one seems to know anything about it

  • A magic will is then drawn up that is never signed … by someone though we are not told who ….

  • But then we are told it is actually signed, said will

OOPS! Butter fingers!

Did I mention the mum has not been seen for three decades as she was a bit crazy and a bit of a liar and then some?

I reminded Justin that back when he was about 16 or 17 and I was about 21 then he told me that he and his three brothers were all scared that one day Julie would turn into their mother. He looked at me and grinned as he remembered this, surprised that I did, and said “Well she HAS hasn’t she?” and we laughed at that remark.

So yeah … remember last year?

Remember I had my own daughter win a court case that no one I know now believes took place, except my landlord and landlady, and felt like I was stabbed in the back and then I had the DWP come and stab me in my sides … then I had a cousin I was close to come up and stab me in the guts.

Yeah well I did say that 2016 ended up bing the worst year in a long time after being predicted to be the best year ever?

Well … sometimes I do not always tell the whole story or all the story purely because it would not prudent to do so.

You cannot always think about the now, rarely can in fact. You have to think three or four steps and maybe even a lot more down the line.

The question then remains as to who has been counting their chickens?

And don’t call me Shirley!

Expect a second part to this particular Revelations part. Lol.

THE UNCIVILISED SOCIETY

Well odd that I saw this get posted just after Theresa May was talking about how wonderful her and her party is towards people.

Only if you have or make money it seems and has been this way for a long time, with Labour too I might add.

In what has come as a surprise to me, due to the fact that the DWP and/or government has been revealed to have a series of documents pertaining to how they control the UK news media, something is being published about people coming forward about the DWP’s and therefore government’s attitude towards human life and suffering.

Also remember when you read this that it is towards disabled people, because they can, and those with debilitating illnesses.

Mind you I say that about controlling the news media but this has come via a site called The Canary.

This means that it will still not widely be seen, unlike say BBC or Sky News where your likely to get millions and not a few tens of thousands.

This is how and why they can, do and have gotten away with it.

Because the majority of people still trust the news and I even have it with friends. They will say one minute that everything is corrupt and there is stuff they are not letting us know. The next minute they would state that if it was this bad why have we not seen it on the TV news?

So even when they kind of know they still raise doubts.

Now this is the clever part of the DWP and British government and has been for some time. No one really believes, or more importantly wants to believe, that a country they live in could possibly treat them like this if they fell on bad times.

Or in other words pretend that these things are not happening. “Clerical errors by idiots” is the common statement I hear from people I know. Just how I refrain from doing an over exaggerated facepalm motion when I hear statements like this … I do not know.

What I find both hilarious and extremely worrying is that at the moment many believe you only get by if your a liar and corrupt and so these are the ones not being affected. Those that are honest and decent are the ones being wiped out, in favour of dishonesty, the corrupt and amoral. Well, evil basically.

Not a good message to send out to foreign nations, is it not?

http://www.thecanary.co/2017/03/07/more-people-come-forward-in-the-dwp-kill-yourself-scandal/