I have been going through paper work and photographs and came across my mums complaint letters* to the council, mobile phone operators, utility's company's and bizarrely harrods!
They are very amusing " being a shower of burocrats who still wet behind the ears have no idea what is involved with looking after my husband should keep lips tight shut on the matter" this one went on for some time in this vain and was regarding Doncaster council "care service"** wanting to make my dads last call to put him to bed at 9pm.
If something niggled her it would not be dropped, letters phone calls and personal appearances*** all helped.
When we herd " ok we will see about this" in that tone of voice it was time to baton down the hatches
*being In charge of her facultys and having time on her hands she loved a good argument, if it was one sided all the better.
** the derision and loathing in her voice, when the name of this servic was used was a thing af beauty and could only be delivered by a third dan sarcastion.
*** much to the horror of a number of managers and department heads we had a van with a ramp mum sat on a cushion to drive it being 4ft 11