Banks & legal power of attorney

Remember I've got legal power of attorney to run my aunt's affairs.

Aunty's bank has stopped me using her debit card, which means I can't pay for her services by card until they send me a new one. I did not ask the bank to stop it. We even had a discussion about aunt's card and the card I use. I rang and checked with the bank and they said the card was working at the beginning of the month, but now they've stopped it. The first I knew was when people started to ring me to ask for cheques because the card wouldn't go through. So now I have to write letters to the bank to get the card sorted again. Otherwise I'll have to write at least five cheques a month, and envelopes to go with them and cover notes to identify the invoice that the cheques are paying.

It really is a pain working with these banks - they don't understand Power of Attorney

I like it in the glory hole

"I like it in the glory hole"

was the status I wrote in Facebook a few months ago. The women were playing a game that involved changing your status to something intriguing that didn't refer to the actual object. Last year's game referred to where you kept your handbag, but the statuses, like

"I like it hanging off the end of the bed"

of course had double entendres.

The year before we'd played a similar game where you had to change your status to what what colour your bra was: black, yellow with white stripes, pink spotted. The ostensible aim was to raise awareness of breast cancer.

I've got a lump.

I had a routine screening a couple of weeks ago, but got a recall. An hour ago I was diagnosed with a lump in my right breast - too small to feel and picked up on routine check 2 weeks ago. I am now x-rayed, ultra-sounded and biopsied. Am to go back for results of biopsy next week.

So I'll write this blog, but not publish it yet.