We're being bomabarded with mail at the moment.
Notifying us that the mortgage deal we arranged is due to come to an end and would we like to consider a new offer? Especially now that interest rates are favourable again.

Interesting thing is, we were refused a mortgage on the grounds that we didn't actually want to borrow that much, since we were buying the missus' place from the council on the basis that she'd lived there for so long we'd get a good discount. Half of the cost was to be covered by the profit I'd made on selling my place (in a frankly overpriced area that I'd fortuitously managed to get a foothold in thanks to divorce and an unexpected inheritance, otherwise I'd have been living in a duck house on an MP's estate), the remainder of which would go into various savings to fall back on if the boiler exploded, or the bonnet fell off the car, or other such disasters. Forward planning or what?

So yeah, mortgage company, you can fuck off. You didn't want to know when we wanted to assist your business by borrowing at an interest rate that was, frankly, over the odds. We're not going to bail you out now that you've realised that your lending policy was based on a flawed premise of giving money to fuckwits that couldn't afford to pay you back.

Mongtards.

And you can't take our house off us either
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Fri 17 Jul 2009, 23:29, 1 reply)

SO THERE STUPID BANK
nyer nyer nyer nyer nyer!
( Tourette's ( . )( . ) has a monkey hair in her fried egg, Sat 18 Jul 2009, 1:00, closed)