Damn it!, Stanni won today, he got to the mail first, I was upstairs when I heard the letter box rattle, Stanni was quicker than Tony Blair after a band wagon, and with Danzig (Great Dane) all 15 stone getting in the way I didn’t stand a chance.
There were only two chewed envelopes, one from Readers Digest and an electricity bill; with the score so far this week at one all, I think I have a chance.
I thought I’d better have breakfast today, but only 2 rounds of toast shared between me and the dogs, The usual suspects in the mail today, bills, invoices, buddies paperwork, and a letter from Denbighshire County Council to go to the police station to make a statement regarding an accusation of fly tipping! I telephoned Mr Kelvin Hughes the Environmental Enforcement Officer dealing with the accusation
Me: “Kevin?”
Kelvin: "Kelvin Hughes, how can I help you?”
“Jeff Ditchfield from Water St, I have received a letter from you”
“Ah yes, Mr Ditchfield, I need to interview you regarding an investigation into an incident concerning a quantity of controlled waste which was allegedly deposited onto unlicensed land”
“What?”
“Investigations I have carried out indicate that at the time of the alleged incident you were the person who had control of the waste, therefore I now need to interview you regarding this matter”
“Look Kevin”
“It’s Kelvin”
“Can you spell that?”
“K – E – L – V – I – N”
“You mean like Kevin but with an L in it”
“Yes, look, we need to arrange a time for you to attend Rhyl police station for the interview to take place”
(silence)
“Mr Ditchfield are you still there”
“Yes sorry, I was trying to think of how many Kelvin’s I know, I know 5 Kevin’s but no Kelvin’s, do you know any?”
“Ermm, I think there’s a Kelvin in accounts”
“Sorry I don’t know him”
“Mr Ditchfield, we seem to be getting away from the matter in hand, when would be convenient for the interview”
“When cannabis is legal again, until then I am very busy helping seriously ill people with cannabis, so I can’t really spare the time”
“You are entitled to have your solicitor present”
“So?”
“Mr Ditchfield, I must advise you that I have a wide range of options and powers available to me and if you do not attend the police station as requested I will have to consider other courses of action”
“Do you have the power of arrest?”
“No”
“Am I under any legal obligation to attend the police station as you have requested?”
“No, but………”
“Well in that case, you consider your other courses of action and get back to me”
“I will”
“Thank you Kevin, Goodbye”
It was then back to proper work, opening and reading feedback forms, updating members records, the Pot of Gold seems very effective for those suffering pain, good analgesic properties and quite long lasting.
The feedback on the latest capsules (batch 0606CA) is very promising too. I remembered to order the empty capsules, they should be here tomorrow
Answer phone messages, 6 today, luckily all pretty straight forward
Work on re-stocking buddies members, but we are out of capsules so capsule requests are put to one side,
Also getting low on cream, so I will have to get a batch on tomorrow after the capsules have been sorted,
Lunch, sardines on toast, I just had a real craving for them, but as always, shared with the dogs
N, called into the shop today, he is a member with an inoperable brain tumour, he’s been in a chair for a while and his speech has always been affected but now he can’t speak at all. His Brother has given up his job to act as full time carer. I haven’t seen N for a few weeks, so we sat outside the shop and chatted for a bit, it was great to see N sat in his electric scooter laughing with the half inflated bag of a volcano in his hand, N, went off, happy with 20 pre-rolled of our best
Bits of paperwork next, paying bills, writing letters, and a special one to the Home Office
Up until then it was all going quite well, R telephoned to inform us that M had passed away, he was the member from Coventry who we took a vap down to,
We stopped a terminally ill man from taking his own life, a man so desperate to stop his pain that he dragged himself out of the house and into the garage so he could kill himself, all the resources of the NHS couldn’t stop him doing that, they failed him, but we didn’t, and we did it all with a bit of a plant.
So because of us and a bit of a plant M was able to see his son play football, and if I have to do 14 years for that, then f*ck them, bring it on!
Today hasn't been such a good day