Hide And Seek, 1942.
Pavel Tchelitchew.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pavel_Tchelitchew
Sunday evening, I am sitting in the front room looking
out on a dark street outside; the street lights give a lovely cosy feel to the
neighbourhood
I am getting quite used to the dark nights, actually
enjoying them this year, I don’t usually like the nights being so very long.
And the days being so short but it seemed pointless to
get upset about yet another thing that I can’t do anything about, better to go
with the flow and enjoy.
Just sent an email to Welzorg, describing my situation,
which is that I have been waiting since the 28th of October, for a simple
repair to my wheelchair.
The man that came out then, could do-nothing but
report that a new part was needed, he left saying they would be in touch in the
next week.
They weren’t in touch, yesterdays because of my mails,
I was phoned by Welzorg, a quick call, not long enough for me to be able to
pick up, no name given, just asked me to call their helpline.
I did, spoke to yet another anonymous employee, who
neither knew, nor was interested in knowing what the problem was, he sent
someone who also could do nothing but report back.
More promises from Nick, the engineer that I would be called
back next week, sounds like I have been here before.
Tomorrow I will phone see what happens, every time I phone
there I get a different person who knows nothing, oh well that’s tomorrow, let
me enjoy the here and now, tonight.
