So it started like a regular day with Alex waking me up at 6am so I could hoist him up onto the bed. Ever since the dog attack, I’ve relented on my “no bed” policy and now Alex wakes me at the same time every morning, so he can curl up next to me on the bed. He’s a good lad and doesn’t wriggle and when it is cold, keeps me warm.
After breakfast, I took Alex to the newsagents to get the daily comic and the local newspaper, latest headline “Sam Stays In For Another Week” – referring to The Apprentice – oh how wrong you are. I was feeling pleased with myself as I remarked last night how the local paper will cock it up and would stake money on it. Right again!
I go home, have a coffee, read through the papers. Then the post arrives – Alex alerts me and I open the solitary letter. It is a receipt from Comet – the electronics retailer – telling me that I’ve recently purchased a laptop, except I haven’t and the adrenalin kicks in. A call to Coment prevents the laptop being delivered. At this point, I think that it has just been a mistake. I call Barclaycard and they inform me that £616 has been taken from my account and given to Comet. My card is blocked and a new one issued. Another phone call to Comet and I explain that it is definately a fraud case and they agree to credit my card. The sale was made over the telephone by someone with all my details.
I have the fraudsters details for anyone Googling credit card fraud comet manchester Mr Show <--- That's for the Googlebot and feel free to drop me a line if you have been a victim of this person (I am especially looking forward to the Manchester Police Fraud Squad). This is the third time I've been a victim of fraud. The first time was many years ago when a restaurant in Nottingham kept charging my card for meals. The second was that florist in Canada who I used to order flowers for MalcX. They charged me double and I still worry that the flowers never turned up and Barclaycard never did managed to credit my card. At least this time I got the first punch in. So we've had two misdemenours in the last fortnight, in my book we are expecting one more. I reckon that a car window might get smashed in the up and coming weeks. Talking of misdemeanours, it has been reported to me that the Mastiff Man of Colebrook Lane was recently responsible for an attack on a doberman dog in which its throat was ripped. How long before a dog dies because of this moron and his mastiff?