I really can't be bothered to write any more on this, as I'm so contemptuous of those supposedly running the show and, to some extent, the sheep who follow them blindly. Think I'll become a hermit.
Right then, I've had a coffee break and a couple of cigarettes which have improved my mood no end! We signed contracts on our new old house, yesterday, which is what is known as a good thing. The only fly in the ointment is that there appears to be some confusion about the amount of land included in the sale, and rights of way for the peasants across said land. Shoot the b#####ds, I say , but our solicitor informs me that this is known as a bad thing and, therefore, not a good idea. Moving day is somewhere at the end of October, so watch this space for news.