I’m finding it difficult to write tonight. I am annoyed with several aspects of my day, and particularly with myself for allowing this to affect the way I work. I won’t discuss it further as it takes control and fills the blog. I have already written over 1,000 words on the inefficiency and stupidity of the NHS tonight and none of them are interesting enough to show to anyone else. In addition, my mouse, which I operate from a low table by my side (it is more comfortable than trying to use it on the computer table), has started throwing itself on the floor. It’s something to do with the way the wire has twisted itself with some others and I will have to spend ten minutes unravelling it soon.

We had a strange happening today. A couple of weeks ago the Irish Post Office sent a parcel back after it reached Dublin because the customs label wasn’t completed properly. I filled it in and I dispute this, but Irish Customs, since Brexit, have become very random. The customer waited patiently for us to get it back and resend it, but it never arrived. Eventually we agreed he could have his money back if it hadn’t appeared by the end of the week.

The Irish Post Office site showed it as being returned due to insufficient information on the form.Today, we got an email from the customer telling us that the parcel had been delivered and despite him having to pay VAT on it (having already paid once via eBay) he was happy. How a parcel with incomplete documentation, that was on its way back to the UK, managed to turn round and get delivered in the Republic of Ireland (with the same incomplete paperwork it had on the first attempt) we will never know.

However, it did.

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