The other day I wanted to prove something to Tommy using certain old documents of mine. Instead, he proved to me that in the previous fiscal year I had paid one instalment of council tax too many. And that I had already paid all I should have for this one. The next day, I got remuneration for holidays I had been entitled to but hadn’t taken in my last job.
Two of these three revelations were of course immediately pleasing, but thinking it over all this is rather worrying. I always thought that one of my both strong and weak (depending on circumstances) traits was pedantry. It seems I’m either heading into the opposite extreme or getting senile . . .