We don’t know where you live

As I’ve become interested in politics again as the election approaches, it seemed appropriate that I should make sure I’m on the electoral roll.

It’s a good job I checked, because the council doesn’t even know that my flat exists (for voting, annoyingly they can find me for Council Tax purposes). They’re sending me a letter so I can sort it all out.

There’s a postcode lookup database in general use which doesn’t have my address on it. The house as a whole is listed, but none of the flats. Some might consider this a good thing but, combined with some shortsighted web design and a delivery company that can’t deliver on the dates they’re told to, it means I’m still waiting for my new phone, which should have been here a week ago.

I’m just grouchy. I want my new phone.