Flying back to the UK means that I arrive in morning at about 5.30 after a 13 hour flight and am completely knackered, and as it’s my own money now I get the train to Paddington and then a taxi from there, as it's cheaper than a taxi at 6 am from Heathrow. I message Glen on the way to let him know I am home and I need to pick up my door keys, but there is no response for ages and I have a horrible feeling that he’s forgotten and is asleep, or (worse) is working in Bournemouth…
Luckily he hasn’t and isn't and as I get just outside Streatham I get a text from him and I divert to his place to pick the keys up and I am home! It’s weird opening your front door after so long being away – and I am greeted by a poo in the toilet (thanks Mike), which was lovely.
I need to stay up as long as possible, so I try and carry out a normal day – including contacting the various banking institutes that I have had difficulty accessing from Malaysia (e.g. Nationwide suddenly not recognising my information) and getting all that sorted. I was on the phone to Nationwide and was trying to explain to the girl on the end of the phone that I had done nothing with my details, and that they were automatically pulled into the website via my internet banking plus account, but she didn’t seem to understand what I was on about and just kept saying that I had entered my information in incorrectly. Anyway, after a while she said that now the account was locked as I have attempted three times unsuccessfully, so I’d need to re-register, by post!
I hate Nationwide – fucking useless bunch of technology incompetent and backward wankers.
Next is Egg – again, for some reason, my details are no longer recognised, and I have to reset everything: this is totally different to the Nationwide experience, and I give this girl on the phone my password, which she resets for the here and then, and everything is accessible again.
I like Egg
It was only 9 am by this point, and I was feeling like it was late evening, and getting really tired and headed into town to get some (300) Nespresso pods as I am going to ship out my coffee maker next week. I was beginning to forget who I was and realise I am not in a good state to be shopping, and forget about trying to stay awake and passed out at about 2pm.
ZzzzZzzz
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