....and what was to happen this morning, then - dear reader?

...well, you might call this 'coincidence'...see previous notes upon the 'free money' article in relation to 'early perceptions of cashpoints-in-the-uk'....along with that yahoo video...."FREE MONEY from THE HOLE IN THE WALL" replies MI5 ONLINE....yes, that type of thing....and so can you guess what was to happen to me, this morning - at the station road, clacton HSBC cashpoint, this morning?...as follows:

i was to 'do the usual' as in check-how-much-money-i-have-in-my-account....before i tapped the option for an amount to withdraw - along with a request for a receipt....to then receive my debit card back...the machine then began to whirr and churn...as it were going to dispense cash - which it didn't....it kept on whirring and churning....until it then decided to issue a receipt....after no cash had appeared, i might add....the machine then continued to 'whirr and churn'....until a notice appeared on screen...that something was wrong with it and to inquire within the bank....whilst it kept on whirring and churning...as if it were going to dispense notes....

...and what can i say but that i was to suspect the ill cult of the following....of wanting to give 'free money' to one of their own....i.e. if i walked away from the cashpoint, leaving it 'unmanned'....then it would miraculously dispense the notes, that i had ordered...and to somebody else.

anyway, i decided to treat the whole thing as a 'joke'...which you wouldn't do, if you were stressed out...but luckily, i wasn't - this morning....go figure.

and so i then asked a man about to enter the bank - and 'with a broad grin upon my face', i might add...if he would tell somebody inside that the cashpoint wasn't working...he agreed...nobody came out to see what was wrong....i was then to ask another man about to enter the bank, the same question...just in case the first one hadn't managed to get anybody, in order to pass on the message etc etc...whilst i stood in front of the cashpoint, listening to it 'whirr and churn'...as if it were about to dispense money...

an 'ari' type then turned up....walking down station road....and he was heading for the cashpoint...i therefore told him of what the problem was....he then walked towards the bank, whilst shouting "maybe you owe the machine, money!"

.....hmmm...now, why would i 'owe the machine money' because i am not in debt to anybody - never mind the HSBC....and so why would he shout, something as 'odd' as that?...anyway, i burst out laughing, in response.

...'owe the machine - money'?....see previous notes upon the programmed robots of the ill cult - driven by one uber-machine-computerized-'mind'....via chip/pinplug....those like ingabot, ed gyde and mcgowan, for example...."so many more, like them" replies MI5 ONLINE....i.e. those who don't-work-they-steal....those who feel that it is their 'right' to rob me blind...take everything that i have...including everything that is in my bank balance etc etc....go figure.

anyway, let me continue...i was to wait a while, by that cashpoint...i took a few photos....the cashpoint then decided to stop 'whirring and churning'....and so i figured that it might be 'safe' to go into the bank...however, a 'senior citizen' lady (looked and sounded a bit like mrs holliday, in a way) then began to approach that cashpoint...i therefore poked my head out of the bank door....to tell her that it wasn't working and to be wary - or she might end up, like me....she then entered the bank, behind me...we then asked a bank employee - who was apparently 'fixing' two of the machines, within the bank 'at the time'...what the problem, was....

the bank employee was to tell us that there had  been a 'power surge'...and she was fixing both of the machines, in the bank - available to customers....located - opposite to the kiosk desks...i asked her about the cashpoint-message-on-screen....along the lines of...take your receipt into the bank because this machine isn't working etc etc....the employee then took me into a side-room....to then take my debit card and have a look at my account onscreen....she was to tell me that the branch accounts normally sorted themselves out, overnight...and that it wouldn't be a problem, in the morning...i.e. the money wouldn't have gone out of my account....and well, i wanted a bit more 'proof' than  that....and so i requested that she print out a statement....she then asked me for proof-of-identity...i had my wallet/purse in my hand, at the time and laughed..."well, i have my library card"...you see i do not normally carry my passport around and i have no driving licence....which i would guess, she already knew...but i'll explain 'that one' later on....

...she then handed me a blank, white A4 sheet of paper....and asked me to write my signature, upon it....an odd request...seeing as i have never been asked to do that, before...not that i can remember, offhand...at any rate....

....and so i scanned for more details....hmmm...apparently, normally - those who are forging a signature...write the signature....where one normally writes 'forged signatures'...i.e. near to the bottom of the page...or halfway down.....what they do not do, is write it at the top...
...i smiled and wrote my signature 'large' at the top of that blank sheet of paper...to take 'ownership' of the whole thing, as it were....she then replied "that's fine" and printed off a sheet...which stated that i had 'the amount of money that i had, yesterday - in my account, today'....as proof....not exactly 'helpful' eh?....but i was to decide to 'leave it at that'....go figure.

anyway, i then went on to the HALIFAX cashpoint, to withdraw cash...to find out that the money that i had had in my account today, having checked beforehand - see above (before that HSBC cashpoint fracas)......to find out, that it was still in there....and so 'no problem' eh?

....and so what was this, really...all about?

well, i need to go a bit 'deeper' if we are to uncover 'that one'....

...and so let us begin with 'me' (as dawn french might say, on stage)...walking across the road, towards QD, before going to the HSBC cashpoint...to then see a youngish looking couple, walking around the corner of QD....a white man and a black woman....he had his jaw wide-open...'slack'...as if he were mentally-challenged, let us say....she was walking along, in a 'hey nonny noh' sort of way - beside him, without a care in the world....whilst he was projecting 'black hole' in relation to his open mouth....and i was to laugh quietly, to myself - as i continued, down the road ....because the man had reminded me, so much - of 'caroline-hughes-in-clacton'....see previous notes upon 'blend-in-caroline'....having bought her 'blend-in' outfit from various charity shops, around the place....a shopping trolley or 'pusher' if you prefer, woollen hat etc etc....and yes, we're talking 'spycraft' here....go figure....do i need to spell it out?....you want to 'blend-in'...in clacton?.....well, an innovative approach might be...pose as 'mentally-and/or-physically-challenged-with-carer'...."nulle points for those two" replies MI5 ONLINE..."just taking the piss"....go figure.

...and so anyway, the youngish-man-above had been projecting that 'blackhole' number....and somebody else was to do the same, later on....can you guess who?

you can't....because i haven't told you, about the following....before i was to use the HSBC cashpoint....i was to stand behind a woman-at-the-same-cashpoint....a woman in 'red-leather-shoes'...who was to turn away from that cashpoint....with a similar expression to that 'slack-jaw-man'....another 'blackhole number'....go figure.

...and what else can i say?....i am a 'sensitive', a 'psychic' as they say and i just 'know' my way around these things....go figure.

oh and having tracked and traced the original 'problem'....a prince William 'blast-on-the-tannoy'....along the lines of 'we-are-the-we-don't-work-we-steal-club' and US intelligence hasn't paid you either, has it?

....well, no - US intelligence hasn't paid me...nor has the MOSSAD etc etc....let me see....and from my teenage years - because the payments that used to go to a London FO office (for me being hired out by MI6  to various 'friendly' agencies)....were not picked up by myself...and it was my father....ohb gyde.....who used to pick them up....not that i was paid a penny etc etc......go figure.