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Date: 28 July 2006 18:11:21
I'm doing well at upsetting our postpeople. Everyday I'm like Bart when he's waiting for the spy camera.
"Where's my spy camera, lady?" Now becomes:
"Where's my WISE parcel, Mister?"
Maybe the mailman's eaten it? Maybe its been taken by aliens? Maybe it coming from overseas? Could someone as far away as England my WISEmate?
We saw our financial advisor today. I think we managed to confuse FW with all the options available for a mortgage. Capped, fixed, collared, repayment, interest only or one payable in chocolate oranges. We now wait to find out who'll give us the dosh we need. There must be some idiot financial institutions out there wanting to risk their money.
A car, a house, cats - what next?
No, kids are not an option.....