My row with Clacton parking office continues.

A while back I posted the letter I sent to Clacton parking office. I then got back the reply on the right.

I have now responded to this letter and here is my reply in full.

Dear Mrs Davies

Thank you for your letter dated 23rd July 2008

Firstly I must point out that I have already made you a reasonable offer of £10 per month, an offer that you accepted when you cashed the first cheque.

As you have already accepted my offer of £10 a month I fail to understand why I should provide you with personal financial details. Should these details prove necessary I will of course provide them, once I receive the correct form with the data protection statement required by law when requesting this sort of private and personal information.

I haven’t enclosed a cheque for the next payment because nowhere in your previous letters does it state who I make the cheque payable to. I left the last one blank but have since been advised that it is not safe to send a cheque through the post like this as anybody could cash it. Once you have notified me as to who I make the cheque payable to, or given me details so I can set up a direct debit through the bank, I will make the next and subsequent payment.

I should also point out that as somebody with a terminal illness I value my time very highly and don’t feel I should have to waste it pointing out legal requirements and requesting information that somebody in your position should know and supply automatically.

Therefore if I have to engage in anymore correspondence, other than making the £10 a month payment you accepted, then I will have no alternative but to charge you for my time and efforts.

Yours sincerely.

Peter McClarnon

My letter to the parking office in Clacton

Penalty Charge number TG50403735

Dear Sir/Madam

It seems that I am guilty of the heinous crime of being disabled 24 hours a day seven days week instead of at the convenience of Tendering council and I did indeed park in a disabled bay 15 minutes before the permitted time.

Could you please extend my apologies to any of the hundreds of lorry drivers who were trying to deliver at 15.45 on Good Friday and whom I may have delayed by parking in the deserted road. Please assure them I have asked my doctors if they have a magic pill to make my cancer disappear at will and they are working on it so I won’t hold them up again in future.

The fine of £60, which strangely enough is exactly the same as somebody in full time employment, able bodied and parking in a disabled bay without a badge would get, is almost two thirds of my total weekly income and I quite obviously cannot afford to pay it all in one go. So please find enclosed six post dated cheques for £10 each.

Of course my illness is terminal so I may actually die before the last couple are honoured but that is a chance you will just have to take. Think of it as a free entry into a lottery!

When I get depressed about dying I think of people like you whose only purpose in life is to make as many people as miserable as possible and suddenly a terminal illness doesn’t seem such a bad thing anymore.

Thanks for your understanding.

Peter McClarnon

We are back. Adults Only

Yes we are back from our adventures in Clacton but off to Harringay again this evening. Clacton was cool. The weather was crap but the company was great. Unfortunately the cold and damp got to Peter's chest so he isn't feeling great so not sure if we will hear from him today.

While we were away we got more applicants for the post of secretary and here is one of them. Take a look here.

Destination Essex! Adults Only

Well as I said I am going away for Easter. My destination is Essex! Clacton to be precise. Now I have never been there before but according to Slezy it is quite nice. The most important thing to me is that it is flat. No hills!

That never used to be a consideration for me and a bank holiday away would usually mean the West Country. But after all my treatment I now struggle badly with hills so have to find somewhere else. So Clacton it is. I will let you know what it was like when I get back.

Here is a bird.