Who would want to be me?

Well, someone does apparently. Normally, one would be quite chuffed about this, but in this case its a bit of and arse. Well, a large one actually.

I have been the victim of a crime commonly known as "identity fraud".

As I was trying to pay various bills today, my card was declined time and time again, which was odd seeing as I knew the money was in the account, seeing as I had only been paid the day before.

I rang my bank and spoke to a nice young lady who asked me various security questions.

Then the biggy : Can you tell me if you have been abroad in the last month?

Me: Er, No.

Bank: Ah. Please hold.

I did indeed "hold" (for 20 minutes in fact) and was eventually put through to Lisbon!

Anyway, long story short, some guy in Malaysia has gotten hold of my card number and has been helping himself to withdrawals.

Bugger.

Luckily, the sum that has been taken before we could stop it is only been 200 quid, so it could have been worse. But its still a ball ache, cause now I have to find alternative means to pay bills.

Still, worse things happen at sea. Apparently.

Best of British

Iain.