As some of you might be interested- I got the funding to finish my course!
This is an enormous weight off my mind. It means I don’t have to either drop out or sell a kidney. The next time I see my social worker, I’m going to give her a Toffee Crisp. She and the person covering her went absolutely batshit at the payments team for screwing up and they backed down. That image in itself amuses me greatly. The whole thing had been so incompetently handled, which seems to be a habit with personal and direct payments. Maybe they’ll review how they process these things.
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