OTHER NOTES:

...the afternoon of april the 1st...so no more 'bad jokes' eh?

however two 'bad jokes' came through my letterbox this morning....firstly an NHS breastscreening letter (see previous notes upon that ST JAMES surgery and the mkultra 'bullying' that went on, to attend certain 'sessions' - against a patient's freedom of choice/their own right to decide/their own will etc etc)....the NHS letter is apologetic in tone, in the main and it doesn't look that bad...however it does ask you to contact 'the team' to tell them that you do not want an appointment (because they've already booked you in, on the system - go figure)....contact DR R WITHNEY FCR 'director of screening' at chelmsford & Colchester breast screening service for details....

....and the second 'bad joke'? a creditor company...apparently after my old Lloyds account....now I had closed that down circa 2001 - whilst living in that damp bedsit in ipswich....i then lived at my parents' chateau in vieilley, france - and for some while (whilst acting as 'housekeeper' whilst my parents were away - my father gave me money to 'pay for whatever' whilst I was living there) - after that, I went abroad to teach English in china (2003) and then Indonesia (2004)...and then moved back to the UK...got a job at acorn villages ltd, mid-summer of 2004...i then went to Israel....to then move to Harwich in 2006.......anyway, the move to Harwich is important - because that is when I first opened what mark r was to call my 'first bank account' with 'his bank'....i.e. the HSBC....and so one can say that I didn't have a bank account for 'so many years'...between closing down that Lloyds account and opening an HSBC one....

...and so why LLOYDS is chasing me for over £1000 is beyond me....they had stolen so much (see previous notes upon cathy waldegrave working there for her M6 boss  - at the Ipswich branch, 2001).....most people who have been through that sort of 'bank felony' were able to claim it all back...via a governmental move, along with the banking ombudsman.....however, at that point in my life...LLOYDS bank were stealing huge amounts and upon a regular basis....whilst I was in NY working at the CIA LAB 'under mind control'....and so once dumped back into my Ipswich bedsit 2001...i was then hit with the old 'you went £3 into debt and we sent you a letter every day' - they didn't (only one letter on the mat for myself from Lloyds)....'you don't have an overdraft facility - we charge £25 a day if you do not pay it back'.....and so on - do you see how it goes?

anyway, I cannot be bothered with any of it....and so....do you know what I shall do?

I will place it all firmly at my father's feet....DR O H B GYDE....and if he is 'man enough' to be a real father...he will deal with it....if he is not...you will be hearing about it all, shortly upon this blog....

"if he is still in love with his robot doll, with her rotted brain within her skull" replies MI5 ONLINE...yes, the mob had ascertained that one , hadn't they? no more upon 'that sort of thing' until later....

....and so what do I propose to do? I will send an email ("side-stepping SIS/MI6" replies MI5 ONLINE - it's a real war, isn't it?)....I shall send and email to my father, proposing the following:

Dear Dad,
If you would like to do something useful with the money that you say, hanni left me in her will...then i would very much appreciate it if you paid off this 'creditor' - see photo attachment.
I have no idea who 'dlc' are or if they are bona fide - but seeing as you are a customer of LLOYDS - you might find out more easily, than myself.
If you do not feel able to help me out here, please reply asap and i shall deal with it myself - nota bene that helping me out, does not grant you the status of power of attorney, in any sense of the phrase.
Oh and apart from the above - I recently paid off a hefty council tax bill - to the tune of £151.05  - see photo attachment....I'm a bit short this month - seeiing as I am now on 'mental health benefits' as a 'vulnerable adult' - due to you and my mother's 'wise intervention' in labelling me as 'mentally ill' - to then have me sectioned for a month.

lots of love
Emily