I have a few messages on social media that I need to respond to, so that takes up quite a lot of my morning. Then I have a couple of letters to write to Norman Lamb (my MP) about my intention to apply for medicinal cannabis. He messaged me last week to give me his support in my application, and offered to give me an official letter if I wanted to draft one for him to review and sign – so I draft a letter from Norman to my consultant neurologist at the Norfolk and Norwich Hospital, and email it to his assistant for review and signature. I also wanted to write to him about a couple of issues that will affect my application, and which I want him to question the Home Secretary/Home Office about, so I craft a substantial email with all of the relevant information in it, and send it to him.
I receive a phone call from East Bilney Coachworks (the bunch of cowboys that performed a bodywork repair on my car) about the state of the paintwork and they offer to rectify it (again! This will be the third time they have had my car back). We disagree over the provision of a courtesy car whilst my car is with them, so I decide to call my insurance company and let them deal with it. After over an hour and a half of being passed from department to department and being put on hold, my call gets disconnected. Very frustrating, and I decide to try again tomorrow.