If the bank won’t trust you... try Asda
DON’T you just love banks for the way they bend over backwards to help us?
One Weymouth man disagrees with this after returning from Northern Ireland with about £800 in cash.
He didn’t fancy wandering around with such an amount for too long and swiftly took it to his local bank… which refused to accept it without identification and an explanation of where the money had come from.
When he asked why, it was suggested to him that they had to guard against criminals trying to launder vast quantities of cash.
“Not very good at it am I?” replied the man, pointing at his miserly £800 before eventually prevailing on the bank to take his money.
The only problem was that his bank then refused to accept £40 of the cash because it was in “foreign” Northern Ireland notes.
“But Northern Ireland’s in the UK!” exclaimed the bemused man, but the bank stood firm and refused to accept such dubious currency.
The man eventually solved his problem… by going down to Asda and spending the notes on groceries via the store’s automatic shopping tills.
So the moral of the story is this: If your bank won’t trust you then don’t trust them and go to Asda!
Nectar from the Gods shouldn’t come in Sunset Yellow
IF you’ve ever been thirsty then you know how satisfying a soft drink can be as that first swallow trickles down your throat.
It can be nectar from the Gods. It can also be a major threat to your health.
It so happened that I was recently thirsty one afternoon and took the soft drink carton I’d bought up to the seafront to enjoy while relaxing on a bench. I didn’t relax too long.
Everyone knows about additives, but having the dangers baldly spelt out for me – albeit in incredibly small print – was still a bit of a shock.
People might be forgiven for thinking that Sunset Yellow is some sort of artist’s pigment used to enhance a landscape devoted to capturing the arrival of dusk. Nothing so wholesome.
This grim additive has been blamed in medical circles for causing everything from headaches, hives and a runny nose to liver disease, stomach cramps and kidney failure and tumours. Are you still thirsty?
Perhaps I haven’t kept as up date on these things as I should have because my wife knew all about it and said she’d always checked for it in squash she’d bought for our children.
What she said rang a bell and I remembered those times when such things as dodgy additives were headline news.
It doesn’t command quite such a level of public concern now, but seeing that squash label warning has reactivated my watchfulness about health..
The label read: “May have an adverse effect on activity and attention in children.”
Be warned and check such things to protect your children. Norway thought enough of the threat to ban Sunset Yellow.
Just sailing on through!
MOTORISTS have enough on their plate at the moment with roadworks, but two roads full of vehicles had another cause to moan the other day.
They were all caught by bells going off and barriers dropping down for the 10am raising of Town Bridge.
So you could understand the muttered curses, the raised hands and the resigned sinking into seats as they cooled their heels waiting for craft to finish passage up and down the harbour.
They got through a minute or so of bells and barriers being activated and checked, they got through another minute or so of raising the bridge, they endured the wait while sailors got through the bridge and they even stood still for a few more minutes while the bridge was dropped down, its resting position checked and the barriers raised.
Then it was a churn forward as one line of traffic battled forward to tackle the Boot Hill roadworks and the other line of traffic ground its way slowly in to town.
In all I suppose perhaps 70 drivers and various passengers were inconvenienced while the operation itself must have cost a few pounds together with the services of various council staff, so what was it all in aid of?
Well actually it was to allow one yacht to enter harbour!
Water off a duck’s back
A TODDLER wanted to feed the ducks but there was an equally beguiling attraction at Weymouth’s Swannery car park.
She didn’t know which to do first, so she began by dropping some pieces of bread for the ducks to come forward and gobble them up as she clapped her hands with delight.
Then she gave in to temptation and went for the second attraction… a romp in a series of big puddles nearby.
Naturally the feathered feeders were unimpressed by her splashing. It was all water off a duck’s back to them!
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