Just look at the structure of the questioning, which goes straight into immigration, and cleverly circumnavigates born and bred, and working uk citizens!
Infuriating! Called to find out what benefits we are entitled to when the baby comes along. Questions included:
> Are you claiming asylum?
> Does your partner live in the UK?
> Do you have any children living abroad you would be claiming for?
She was told she gets nothing as the family income is over the threshold!
"Doesn't matter that my salary is going to be quartered, and we are seriously going to struggle when little one arrives. Because we work and aren't illegal immigrants we get F all!!!!!"
So she was told she gets nothing, but everyone knows she should at least get child allowance.
Their normal rule USED TO BE 'If you have lived in the Borough for 2 years, we may be able to help you.'
But things change.
He got an appointment to see a Housing Officer and after being made welcome, the questioning started.
'How long have you lived in the Borough of Newham?'
'Just under 3 years.'
'Do you work in Newham?'
'My firm is in Newham. I'm an HGV1 driver, I go all over the UK.'
'Were you abused as a child?' (He's 4 years older than me and was 40 at the time)
'No'
'Are you dependent on drugs'
'No'
'Are you homosexual?'
'No.'
'I'm sorry. I'm afraid it's most unlikely we will be able to help you.'
His response, which he said he spoke quietly and didn't raise his voice, or stand up and start ranting (He's 6-4 and over 20 stones) was 'So if I was a junkie poof who sucked my dad off, I'd get a flat.'
The woman called security.
Sep 12, 2014 -- 6:58PM, call me a taxi wrote:
Reminds me of an old friend of mine when he applied to Newham Council for a one bedroomed flat back in the mid 1980s. Their normal rule USED TO BE 'If you have lived in the Borough for 2 years, we may be able to help you.' But things change. He got an appointment to see a Housing Officer and after being made welcome, the questioning started. 'How long have you lived in the Borough of Newham?' 'Just under 3 years.''Do you work in Newham?' 'My firm is in Newham. I'm an HGV1 driver, I go all over the UK.' 'Were you abused as a child?' (He's 4 years older than me and was 40 at the time)'No''Are you dependent on drugs' 'No''Are you homosexual?' 'No.''I'm sorry. I'm afraid it's most unlikely we will be able to help you.' His response, which he said he spoke quietly and didn't raise his voice, or stand up and start ranting (He's 6-4 and over 20 stones) was 'So if I was a junkie poof who sucked my dad off, I'd get a flat.' The woman called security.
WALOS
Let me run this by you again in case you missed it in the past 11 years: I don't tell lies.
Dubious, goodnight anyway
I can recall conversations, it's not difficult for me, but it is for others.
It helps that I don't drink.
He told me that's what was said. I had no reason to disbelieve him as I knew him for about 5 years before this, and never knew him to lie.
I know his full name, date of birth and where he was born in Ireland, and I haven't seen him since my 50th birthday bash, which was in an Indian restaurant named Samrat In Barking Road, Plaistow, if it's still there.
I recall all of us (14) going to the Army and Navy pub after our meal, and my best mate's wife tripping up on a paving slab and falling into the road, narrowly avoiding being hit by a motor bike.
How we laughed.
You must have a fantastic memory of what people have told you from decades ago, almost unreal
Real.
I have no idea why I can do it, but I can.
is there no limit to the number of scavenging rats in this country?
