So....turns out the PiP people had simply sent out a standard letter to all current claimants....and they had the Boy's info all along!!! I eventually managed to break through the wall of telephonic hoops through which one has to jump to get to a real person yesterday only to discover that all is well....no need to worry...
oh, hurrah.
She said, wearily.
What a week. Pushed, pummelled, emotionally wrought, we face the weekend with the certain knowledge that the delights of at least one garden centre await us...
Joy unbounded.
The End
😁
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