Thank you for the days

Hi,

I’ve found a brilliant writing competition called “Letter of Complaint”.  The idea is that each month you submit your letter(s) of complaint to their website, about whatever you like.  It has to have truth to it, and be written as if it were a real letter.  Then people vote on the best one and the winner gets a massive £30 – for doing a bit of moaning.  Of course I entered it.

But the thing was, that they didn’t post my letter of complaint.  So then I had to send another letter of complaint to them, complaining about their letter of complaint website, and the fact that I was robbed of my fair crack at the £30 prize.  They didn’t post that letter on their site either.

So, I thought instead, we could just play it ourselves – obviously, without the £30 prize.  (Although, I’ve still got a tin of marrotfat peas left over from my “Wow! How does he do it?” competition).

Here’s how it works:

You write your letter of complaint, about something true and then tag five people to do it too.  Then stick a link to your letter in “my comments” so my readers can find you.  This is open to anyone with enough time on their hands to play.  If you want to play and don’t have a blog,  send it by email and make me laugh.

My tags are Potty Diaries , Nixdminx, Slummy Single Mummy and Crystal Jigsaw.   I was going to tag Pants with Names, but she’s beaten me to it and has already posted several entries.  Talk about competitive – it’s only a tin of marrowfat peas for god’s sake.

bye xxx

Here’s my letter of complaint:

Dear Clairvoyants,

Re: My future.

I am writing to complain about the predictions I have received from clairvoyant services in 2007/8.  The delay in this letter was due to my eagerness to believe that these predictions would come true. But, I have to admit that I am a little disappointed with the general accuracy on a number of points. Specifically:

1. I trusted your prediction that I would have a child in five years time.  Thus, when my stomach began to swell, I assumed it was bloating and defied the Doctors who told me I was having a baby.  I was wrong and so were you.
2. My husband did not leave his lover and return to me.  Having been advised by you not to accept him upon his return, I would also like to say just how disappointing it has been to write, and rehearse, my rejection speech for three years and find no opportunity to use it.
3. I have not had a dramatic life changing event, which has propelled me into an exciting new career path.  Nor have I moved into the large family home (with stables) that this opportunity would afford me.
4. Despite keeping an eye on my finances in September, the additional income did not materialise in my bank account.  I also checked the kid’s money boxes regularly, again with no result.  In fact, I would say that the coin jar has less in it now than ever before.
5. None of the men who you said would be fighting for my affection have materialised.  Nor have I accidently bumped into a man called Joe, who works with the homeless, nor have I met his child from a previous marriage. Although I have met several men called Joe in the past couple of years, I have not instantly recognised any of them as my soul mate, nor fallen passionately in love with them.
6. I think that in fairness, I should have been given some warning about meeting Robin Tobin online.  I think at least it should have been mentioned that he would be trying for a baby with three women, unbeknown to me, while we were dating.  This information was in fact gleaned from his Facebook page, something I would expect your “insight” to have picked up on.
7. I was told I am psychic and I should practise doing psychic readings on others.   My psychic advice, on how friends should live their lives, has been far from well received.  I have found time and again, that the exact opposite has come to pass.
8. Although I regard my two sons highly, neither one of them has yet shown the “greatness” you said would be self evident.  Of course they are still young, but even I have to admit, the signs so far seem to indicate they are “normal”, rather than prodigious.
9. I am not running a multi national company employing hundreds of people.  While I am very busy from day to day, my role would still largely be defined as “stay at home mother.”
10. I am neither, thin, rich, in love or living out my life’s wildest dreams – except when I am asleep.

In light of these inaccuracies concerning my life’s course and events, I feel compelled to write and complain.  I predict that you will send me a full refund for the fees I was charged in 2007/8.

Yours sincerely,

A. Sucker

13th Oct 2010

Just a little update on Robin Tobin, here’s what his former business partners posted about him on the net.

http://www.snowbooks.com/weblog/2010/10/announcement.html#more

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24/11/ 2011  Update:

I think it’s only fair that I publish Robin Tobin’s side of the story (as he’s written threatening me with legal action because of that link).  Basically, he says it’s not true all the stuff about (yawn) Onyx Central.  (Although he says nothing about trying for a baby with all those women at the same time?!).  I’m not in a position to say whether the business stuff is or it isn’t true, so only fair to put both sides on here.  xxx

He writes:

“Dear Hari,

Re: Robin Tobin/Onix Central Limited/Snowbooks Limited

The publication: http://www.snowbooks.com/weblog/2010/10/announcement.html#more.

The above link on your blog links to material that is both a lie and defamatory. Your linking is republishing for the purposes of defamation.

More specifically the software that was created whilst working with Emma Barnes is neither (or was ever the property of Onix Central Limited (Company No. 06785801). And was not “pirated”; copied or otherwise any breach of any intellectual copyright.

The blog post: https://thankyouforthedays.co.uk/2010/05/15/letter-of-complaint-clairvoyants/ is a republication.

Your republication has caused consequential loss.

If you have a legal representative who you would wish to deal with this matter going forward please forward their details.

Yours sincerely,

Robin Tobin”