A suprise of serenities.

Now those who of who read this as an extension of a thread going back long into history will Know I have emigrated from a fostering support web group.

The name Serenity will have triggered an excited anticipation. You see, Serenity, my beloved step daughter, devotes her life to providing me with good quality materiel to string together in words and pass in lessons of the most salutary sort on to others.

To recap, following many years of pregnancies, childer, jobs gained (by him) and lost over the trivial matter of late night porn watching extravaganzas, hard work by serenity holding it together, money earned by her and put in envelopes for the rent, only to mysteriously disappear just before his brothers went to a Xmas party, oh yes it has been one jolly festival.

Life has produced an endless supply of the sort of stuff you could not possibly make up.

But no more.

Sanity has infected Serenity, well not quite.

Since the big move to her new house things have been a bit chaotic and there was a time when Serenity did not see a bank statement for a few months.

Git of course has been struggling manfully to survive on no money, certainly he owes her a bit in maintenance for the kids . This being mainly due to an ongoing dispute with employers over whether his wages are simple largesse or rewards for his labour. "Hard work" and "GIT" not historically having lived in the same sentence too well or too often.

Whilst he comes from a family where Bingo is classed as a game of skill, GIT is nothing if not resourceful. And, when Blackadder describes the professor of cunning at oxford university, this is the very stock from which they breed.

So anyway last week there was a plop on the mat and Serenity opened a bank statement. And what a surprise was in store. The money she had assumed was going out on standing orders for the luxuries in life like electricity rent and telephones was being mysteriously diverted elsewhere, leaving her with an healthy over breeze and rather a lot of bounced standing orders.
Detailed investigations revealed that the money was mysteriously emigrating to another bank account. More detailed questioning at the bank revealed that this was in fact the Git's own account.

All the more puzzling as the GIT had but a week ago missed another "payment" since he had given all his benefit away to kind friends who had spent the last few weeks supporting him.

Naturally this was the source of considerable errr discussion.

I should of course have pointed out that one of the first things suggested to Serenity when she embarked on a GIT free life was closing their joint account. This being I felt a particularly sound piece of advice.

But of course Serenity has elevated advice ignoring to an art form and will never make a drama out of a crisis when a full blown Hollywood blockbuster with a cast of thousands is possible also.

But, we would have it no other way, after all what would I ever find to write about.

R