Day 1229

A good day. Went to the bank to try and resolve the cheque card request. I immediately saw a woman who stated she could make a check on what I could be offered. Two minutes of small talk later the details came up on the terminal: I could be offered a personal loan, a cheque card, Visa or Access! Their credit-checking must be crap, even though I was listed as 'not working'. Then again, I have had the account over nine years and never been overdrawn, even if it did have 6p in it from 1987-1994. I was very pleased, especially when she told me I could use the card for cash at Midland machines, which should be OK for the Effolk campus.
I thanked her and left, annoyed by the thought that (presumably) any time over the last year (at least) I could have walked into the bank and asked for any of those things.

Came back, experimented with Corel Mosaic. D rang up to say he'd had a bailiff's letter saying he'd 'been officially declared a cunt' and must pay up or have his stuff seized.

Did some trial 256-greyscale scans in the evening, found 100dpi about the best the paper resolution of a glossy like Good Housekeeping was up to: also found the files excessively big.

Went round to M's watched the space station Mir (='peace') pass overhead. Damp smell outside, rain forecast for the holiday weekend.

Got a lot done today eh?