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Years ago I owned a jerry-built house which had its chipboard flooring and joists shared with the house next door. The sound proofing was so bad that I could hear the neighbours stirring their tea! The house could not be cured so I had to move
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I managed to win an auction for an old detached house in Cornwall hoping for peace and quiet and NO NEIGHBOURS but my win at auction triggered a vendetta which has run for forty years. The clan of Freemason farmers that I beat seem to have an astonishing amount of influence with the council, the police and the DVLA. My 4x4 was destroyed by arson but the police WERE JUST NOT INTERESTED although there was a terrific amount of nagging from the council about "eyesores". Next several cubic yards of tree-branches were fly-tipped on my frontage but gallons of waste engine oil had been poured over them so they could not be taken to the tip by car as the upholstery would have been ruined. It was a job for a lorry so I requested that the council send a dust-cart. Unfortunately I was refused. As I did not wish to suffer from yet more nagging that would be like a stuck gramophone record I had to clear-up the filth myself and I knew that it was really far too much work for a seventy year-old. After several hours of hard work the filth was moved and burnt but the extreme effort resulted in a stroke and being railroaded into hospital and then a residential home. A dreadful nurse at Bodmin Stroke Hospital informed me that my life was over and that I'd never walk again but fortunately an outstanding physiotherapist has taught me to walk again and I have in fact made an excellent recovery The astonishing thing was a snotty letter from the DVLA revoking my driving licence not for anything physical but because " my Memory and Power of Reasoning might make it unsafe for me to drive. People who have known me for more than a year have said "Where are they coming from?" There's nothing wrong with your memory or power of reasoning!. Frankly I find it astonishing that the DVLA are happy to accept a decision made in a split-second by a bad quack in preference to the opinions of people who have known me for years. Searching the web for "Secret Courts" reveals several clues however as if a person can be deemed to be lacking in mental capacity the State can take control of his or her money and property as it is almost as if the State gives itself Power of Attorney! The corollary is that "They" are trying to drive-in the thin end of the wedge so that they can take control of my property and sell it to their Freemason pals that I outbid at the auction in 1979. I hope to write a book "Forty Years in Hate-ville" once I get around to it and that will ruffle a few feathers (especially the bits about the embezzling of farms that should have been inherited by the Duchy of Cornwall. In the good old days such fraud might have resulted in a trip to the chopping-block but somehow the villains got away with it!
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