Unbelievable, isn’t it? Despite all the court activity over the last two weeks, the baliffs still turned up at 2.15pm, Wednesday to evict us and take repossession of the house.

The first thing I knew about was when a solicitor type person knocked on the door, and on opening it I saw her car and a big, massive white van that belonged either to the locksmiths or the baliffs.

I didn’t let them into the house, told them on the front door step that everything had been sorted out and that they needed to make a phone call urgently. They left after about half an hour. No apology, no explanation, nothing.

The legal system here stinks sometimes doesn’t it?

From what the solicitor said on the door step, she’d checked with the Halifax Corporate Service earlier that day who confirmed that everything was still on. No matter who was responsible, it’s still nowhere near good enough.

The embarrassment factor with the neighbours was at a premium.

But, it’s over and done with now. Nothing can be done and it’s time to move on I guess.

The relief of winning the court cases hasn’t hit me yet. Maybe it will sometime. all I can say though is that my successes with the courts have been tinged with concern today as Mary, the neighbour we’ve been looking after for three months after she was diagnosed with cancer, or so has taken a turn for the worse this morning and the wife has rushed out to the hospital with a neighbour to be with her.

Mary had an operation Wednesday. She faced her fears – and did it anyway. But in surgery, the doctors found the cancer and other other complications were so severe that they couldn’t operate. Yesterday when I was visiting her, her Oxygen level was low, meaning that she was tested twice in an hour, with the nurse saying that it would be monitored hourly.

She’s got worse through the night. Now, we just wait and see.