Dontcha just love them?
I have a court summons over an unpaid fine for having an “unlicensed mechanically propelled motor vehicle”. Not opening the mail has these penalties unfortunately. And, while we’re on the subject, is there any other kind of motor vehicle apart from the mechanically propelled variety?
Anyway, I call the DVLA to ask whether a letter from my doctor saying I’m fucked in the head might alleviate their wrath. It is the doctor herself who, quite recently and also as it turns out quite rightly, suggested that her services might need to be called upon in this or a similar regard.
The woman at the DVLA says “oh if it’s gone to court we can’t do anything about it, BUT if you have a medical condition you know it’s your duty to inform us of it and if you’re fucked in the head we need to know about it and you must speak NOW to our medical department.”
And why? so they can take my driving licence away.
Great, isn’t it. £1000 fine (plus a large number of different costs) and no licence.
See, I knew opening envelopes was a bad thing to do. Shit like this leaps out and engulfs you.
And anybody, but anybody, who makes any suggestions about what I should have done and when I should have done it, well, um, please try to remember that it would NOT BE HELPFUL. And I might cry.