BF bustled in with a selection of items various for her ever expanding legion of sewing admirers. Shot in through the door like a Tazmanian devil in an anorak, charging about in her usual micro managing manner, hurtling items various hither and thither. She’s deffo been at the Sanatogen again!
Lovely One sat sedately in her corner like a morbidly obese harbinger of doom with me face on inside out.
When did the eponymous ‘they’ decide to change the rules that the likes of your very own Lovely One live by?
Let me explain…
Poor dear under qualified, overly optimistic LO et husbands various, hurtled up and down the social scale year on year by mortgaging little selves to the hilt, re-knitting slums various and selling them on for vast profits on which to live. Now, the downtrodden likes of LO can’t get a blessed loan for love nor money – ha ha
Being one pay cheque away from disaster has lost the maverick appeal of youth and One daydreams wistfully about a mobility assisted bungalow up the town opposite the care home. (Strategic placing methinks)
With a mortgage offer in me knicker pocket, One was forced by the spiteful doings of a Sister Ugly, (won’t expand on that) to take a ‘buy to let loan’ on the underground lair, which, at the time seemed expedient since had a tenant in it, and sauntered off to acquire another gaff in which to fester.
Then – ALL CHANGE. So now, here One is renting One’s gaff off Oneself.
One wonders if One will survive to see the volcanic eruption of all the ‘interest only’ mortgages come to fruition. Should begin in around 5 or 6 six years methinks, when all the poor saps who’ve got one that they can’t pay off have loans that fall due for repayment.
The magma of human detritus will slide down the volcano of unsecured debt into the gutter of the homeless with all the other chancers like Lovely One who didn’t understand the rules of the game.
Answer me this….
How come, if a Casino operator manipulates the odds and is discovered, he/she is never again permitted to own/run or work in the industry again. Yet a manipulative Banker caught cheating the system and thereby changing the rules for the great unwashed, he remains securely on his branch at the top of the tree?
It’s a sorry state of affairs when the banking system is not as strictly run as the world of gambling.
And so the big wobbly LO will sit sorrowfully in me corner of the gallery in the morning hoping some kind soul will splash out and acquire a masterpiece so that One can scoff at the weekend. Still, One could prob live off One’s body fat for six and a half years before One needs to worry!