Feeling pretty good this morning.  Even went out at 8 to do some tedious shopping at Sainsbury's.  When I came back I found a "Seizure of Goods and Inventory Order" had been shoved through the door.

Not for me, natch.  Both the guys who lived before are always getting demands to pay unpaid bills, and prudently perhaps left no forwarding address.  The phone often rings with plaintiff calls from creditors.  But this is the first seizure notice.

The bailiff (aka legal thug - I happened to see him on my way to Sainsbury's, lurking outside the flats) is back after 6 to seize my predecessor's car (I don't have one) or Hifi (mine is worth almost as much as a car).

Of course I have phoned said bailiff.  So far no reply.