I knew such a man existed

As I decided to ignore my frustration that the lift wasn't working this morning and accept I'd have to carry my bike down the stairs, I ran into Mr Gray down on the fourth floor. A while ago Mr Gray said he'd talk to councillors on my behalf. I did not ask if he had done. I merely said "This is one of the reasons I want to move," as I held my bike aloft like a true gladiator.

He offered to carry it for me, which I declined, but he insisted so I accepted. He asked if I'd applied for one of the sheds downstairs and I told him I'd been on the waiting list for four years despite there being at least 5 empty ones. He said he'll try and get me one.

He asked me how many points I had and I told him it was pointless telling him, they were worth nothing. I told him I had no more aces to play. That years ago I had a psychiatrist and psychotherapist but that had got me nowhere. He told me to get a solicitor, that hadn't worked either. The most interesting thing he told me though, is what I have always suspected:

There is a man who works in a room in the council who can change a persons points from 300 to 800 at the flick of a switch.

He advised I get a new solicitor, get all the information over the five years I've been waiting all together, and get the lawyer to write to the council. I have done this for myself already but I shall do it again.

He said I should talk to the 'big men'. There's a Tory councillor coming to the residents meeting next tuesday.

In truth I do want to surrender, I do want to let go of it all but I do have to think about my son.
I shall do what I am capable of doing without getting depressed about it. Where I see someone I shall talk. I shall get Doris to hold my hand. Nothing ventured, nothing gained.

There is a man who can change my points in a matter of seconds. A matter of seconds. In a matter of seconds change the numbers. Change the numbers and change my life....

In the meantime I shall carry on living. After I said goodbye to Mr Gray I cycled into Camden to get food for my son's packed lunch tomorrow (they are all off to the British Museum for the day). I popped into Boots and bought red nail varnish and blue nail varnish. Tonight I take off the blue I'm currently wearing and paint on red. I'm going on a date tomorrow you see; Luke has popped over from Barcelona. My brother and sister in law bought me black high heels for my birthday which I will team with a black and white strapless dress and red lipstick, of course.

We're going to La Clique. It ends its run at the Hippodrome next week. I've been busting a gut to go and see it - cabaret, burlesque, it'll be fab. Darn shame they're turning the Hippodrome into a casino but I shan't think about that. I shall think about where I am right now, and that is here, ending this blog and about to pick up my beautiful boy from school. Aaaah!