…well arguably. At about the worst time for me, the computer with all my files on it ceased to boot up properly two weeks back, and news came back from the repair shop that the hard drive was completely fried. It still hasn’t come back yet, preventing me from typing up the partnership’s minutes, or engaging in any extended email conversations before I can load up AOL again and start a new PFC. What irks also is that the breakdown happened just before I received the news by post that my appeal against the judgement of the IPCC, via Charlie Laporte of the Gloucestershire Constabulary, that an inspector, Carole Ajinkya, had acted properly in regard to my complaint about a police driver, had been upheld. It’s really not much of a victory, because all it means is that she’ll be advised to follow procedure on complaints in the future. The fact that she, and the constabulary, ignored two whole years of me asking for news of progress, and that Charlie Laporte’s own Professional Standards Department failed to follow up two promises to investigate even after the IPCC were involved, won’t figure at all.

But, barring a possible ‘post mortem’ when I can type out the report on my own keyboard, I should move on. There’s other stuff afoot, like the Barton & Tredworth Community Trust’s AGM, which Carol Francis advised a month or so back that she planned to hold in February. No invitation or agenda has come through the post yet (though it may just be that the meeting takes place at the very end of January, despite all meetings usually being on the second Tuesday of the month), and of course it won’t be advertised by Shaun Moore on the website (which is a bad joke now), so I’m going to have to keep pressing them for information. It may be this AGM, if it even happens, that sees the BTCT disbanding, because its mismanagement has become too self-evident now.