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Just because I've been quiet for a while, I thought I should let youse all know what has been going on. Health-wise, still waiting on the MRI scan results, but the back pain has receded a great deal. Stress-wise, through the roof - I feel like I'm living in an episode of a soap opera.
Where to start? Well, the good next door neighbour who died recently was buried on Monday. My son and I decided we couldn't go, because we knew Nasty Neighbour would create a scene. (Apparently she did anyway, but someone else was her victim.)
So, having been denied her scene, Nasty Neighbour tried escalating today - sent her boyfriend round to harrass me, saying I was a thief, owed them money, demanding to go through my house and 'get her stuff' etc. (Seriously, I have nothing of hers, at all.) Fortunately I had an independent witness to this, the taxi driver who dropped me off from hospital. He also picked me up, and has let the police know that the boyfriend had been sitting in his car outside my house both when I was being picked up and dropped off.
Obviously, I had to call the police out again. They were here within twenty minutes (much better response time than last time, which was four days) and were very reassuring. They warned me that Nasty Neighbour is what they call 'an alleger' and that within minutes of them arriving at my door she would be calling in with a counter accusation about me. Sure enough, the officers were right. I assumed from the things her boyfriend had been saying that they would be accusing me of theft, and from some of the things she has said to my face that she might allege some kind of deviancy (she has accused police officers, social workers and housing officers of sexual assault in the past, for example, so they always visit her in pairs, for the sake of having a witness.)
Anyway, the police, after taking my son and my statements, went over together to warn her and her boyfriend away, then came back to let me know that they had 'wound their necks in' (Norfolk speak for 'backed off') but that Nasty Neighbour was trying to get me put on the race relations register. She claims that at some point (I'm not sure when this is supposed to have happened) I used racially motivated slurs against her. (Seriously, I'm uncomfortable even writing the word.)
Anyway, the police women were fine with me, reassured me that I was doing the right thing by calling them, are going to take it further with the Housing Association tomorrow when the offices are back open. My girlfriend is coming to get my son and I on Friday so we can stay with them till Monday. I've paid someone to mind the cats for me, and am just looking forward to taking off.
Oh, thank God for fandom. Ride (sorry, I can't figure out the tags today) is coming to see me in twelve days. I actually do have some real friends.
Though I keep meaning to finish my comp art for the big bang, and don't feel like I'm doing the original piece justice. I have until Monday, have a basic start, some tech issues. I'm thinking I'll have to wait till I'm at my girlfriend's house so I can set the props properly and take some decent pictures. My gf thinks I'm bonkers by the way for spending so much time thinking of flower arrangements for an imaginary wedding, but she also thinks it's sweet. Her eldest son has actually offered to make a wedding cake for Stella and RayV... I pointed out that you couldn't eat wedding cake online, he said, 'yeah, but we can all eat it.'
So, I'll probably be eating wedding cake this weekend, and toasting dS nuptials. My son and I are hoping to tempt R and her boys into the fandom, but so far only the youngest is interested. (He's eight, wants to be a Mountie and drive a Riv.) Usually what happens is we plan to watch dS, then her lads decide to watch Doctor Who instead.
Anyway, this weekend, if the eldest, our master chef gets around to decorating the cake, I'll take pictures - there is a reasonable chance we'll just eat it.
Gah. I'm going to bed. Am knackered.
Where to start? Well, the good next door neighbour who died recently was buried on Monday. My son and I decided we couldn't go, because we knew Nasty Neighbour would create a scene. (Apparently she did anyway, but someone else was her victim.)
So, having been denied her scene, Nasty Neighbour tried escalating today - sent her boyfriend round to harrass me, saying I was a thief, owed them money, demanding to go through my house and 'get her stuff' etc. (Seriously, I have nothing of hers, at all.) Fortunately I had an independent witness to this, the taxi driver who dropped me off from hospital. He also picked me up, and has let the police know that the boyfriend had been sitting in his car outside my house both when I was being picked up and dropped off.
Obviously, I had to call the police out again. They were here within twenty minutes (much better response time than last time, which was four days) and were very reassuring. They warned me that Nasty Neighbour is what they call 'an alleger' and that within minutes of them arriving at my door she would be calling in with a counter accusation about me. Sure enough, the officers were right. I assumed from the things her boyfriend had been saying that they would be accusing me of theft, and from some of the things she has said to my face that she might allege some kind of deviancy (she has accused police officers, social workers and housing officers of sexual assault in the past, for example, so they always visit her in pairs, for the sake of having a witness.)
Anyway, the police, after taking my son and my statements, went over together to warn her and her boyfriend away, then came back to let me know that they had 'wound their necks in' (Norfolk speak for 'backed off') but that Nasty Neighbour was trying to get me put on the race relations register. She claims that at some point (I'm not sure when this is supposed to have happened) I used racially motivated slurs against her. (Seriously, I'm uncomfortable even writing the word.)
Anyway, the police women were fine with me, reassured me that I was doing the right thing by calling them, are going to take it further with the Housing Association tomorrow when the offices are back open. My girlfriend is coming to get my son and I on Friday so we can stay with them till Monday. I've paid someone to mind the cats for me, and am just looking forward to taking off.
Oh, thank God for fandom. Ride (sorry, I can't figure out the tags today) is coming to see me in twelve days. I actually do have some real friends.
Though I keep meaning to finish my comp art for the big bang, and don't feel like I'm doing the original piece justice. I have until Monday, have a basic start, some tech issues. I'm thinking I'll have to wait till I'm at my girlfriend's house so I can set the props properly and take some decent pictures. My gf thinks I'm bonkers by the way for spending so much time thinking of flower arrangements for an imaginary wedding, but she also thinks it's sweet. Her eldest son has actually offered to make a wedding cake for Stella and RayV... I pointed out that you couldn't eat wedding cake online, he said, 'yeah, but we can all eat it.'
So, I'll probably be eating wedding cake this weekend, and toasting dS nuptials. My son and I are hoping to tempt R and her boys into the fandom, but so far only the youngest is interested. (He's eight, wants to be a Mountie and drive a Riv.) Usually what happens is we plan to watch dS, then her lads decide to watch Doctor Who instead.
Anyway, this weekend, if the eldest, our master chef gets around to decorating the cake, I'll take pictures - there is a reasonable chance we'll just eat it.
Gah. I'm going to bed. Am knackered.
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Date: 2014-10-01 10:24 pm (UTC)From: