Just had some bank statements arrive from Britain

I am a little concerned about falling interest rates and their effect on the long term value of our savings in the UK :

In our Firstdirect Accounts we have :

Everyday Savings = 0.00
Current account = 0.39p (we really ought to transfer this into savings account)

In our Virgin One account we have £47.92 following the addition of 4p interest this month.

What got me, though, was their closing calculation :

An update on your overall financial position

What you own
Your home, based on the last valuation = £5.00

What you owe
Your One account balance as at 31/10/2008 = £47.92

The difference between what you own and what you owe = £52.92

It looks to me as if they have just given us a fiver... That CAN'T be right, can it ?

(Yes - you've guessed it. Pat married me for my money.)

Comments

Anonymous said…
You seem an ideal candidate for my well rehearsed begging letter; kindly supply address by return. Oh! And if you could send me an U.K. postage stamp at the correct rate for Europe, it'd be ever so gratefully received, don't worry about an envelope, I have one that my tax demand arrived in this morning, that'll do. Ta!
10:29 pm
Larry said…
Your home is worth 5 quid? Genius! (Being a student I understand nuttin about money other than I seem to always be giving it away to people; landlord, bus companies, university...
12:33 pm
Anonymous said…
As I haven't received a reply from Alan with his address for my carefully phrased begging letter, pleaser allow me to say that you seem an appropriately nice (and maybe even gullible???) person Larry. Perhaps you would be prepared to supply the details requested of 'himself'? I realise that you're a student, but at worst, it would make a morale-building dry run, and who knows????
1:38 am
Alan said…
Ken you are incorrigible.

Larry, watch out or you'll be giving money away to people; Ken, landlord, Ken, bus companies, Ken, university, Ken...
6:42 am
Anonymous said…
Alan, you missed out, Ken, Ken and Ken.
10:42 pm
Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

A bit about music exams in UK and France

They're really different. I think I have already mentioned that while in the UK people generally find a private teacher for their instrument, or do it through a school scheme, here there are municipal music school, conservatoires and so on. The situation is a little more complex than I had first understood, because the schools vary in the rigidity of their organisation: the most, the conservatoires, next the municipals, then the associations. Our music school is an association, but it tends to apply the standards of the municipal schools with its programme of cycles, etc. Britain - grade 1 to 8, grade 8 being roughly equivalent to A-level, pre university/conservatoire. France - 3 cycles, each taking about 4 years, with 3ème cycle being roughly equivalent to grade 8. Theory of music - UK to take grade 8 you need theory grade 5. In France you study theory alongside your instrumental studies, very slowly. Catrin's flute music is MUCH more difficult than the stuff she does in theor...
Read more

Good news from my sermon buddy

Yesterday we went over my script from August 13. There really wasn't much she had taken exception to. Once or twice she wondered quite what I was getting at (they had the same problem at Deeside, I think...) and I do have difficulties with the word " de ", but then she said "Who doesn't?" So I felt very encouraged. I also took the opportunity to ask her about one or two things: 1) Direct preaching. Like I used to in Britain, I preach saying you - using "vous" when I am talking to the whole wide world and "tu" when I want it to feel as if I am addressing each person individually. French preachers tend to say rather "What will we do, what will one do". So I asked her if she felt my way was too direct, too brutal for the French ear. She said "I think you can get away with it with your English accent". In fact several people have commented on how much they appreciated being spoken to directly in preaching. 2) Liaisons Last...
Read more

A brief sortie to North Wales

 Following the Great Keswick Debacle, when our volunteering at the Keswick café was sabotaged by our assorted indispositions, we had airline tickets to use up. Yes, we had not taken travel insurance, so we paid even more money to change our tickets to fly for a short visit to North Wales. This time we were able to go. We passed extremely slowly through a very crowded Bordeaux airport but in good time to get our plane. All seats in the terminal were taken so we leaned against whatever we could find while waiting to board. Hey, bags need seats, too! though sometimes pointing out to Pat, "No, that's a bag seat", makes the bag find a new refuge on the lap of the person sitting next to it... Once on the plane we quickly found our allocated seats - right at the back on the left hand side - stowed our bags and the flight was smooth and uneventful.  We had 30 minutes in Manchester to disembark, get through immigration , hustle off to the station and board our train for Shotton. I...
Read more