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Is when I write a post about Hay fever, I return to the Blogger dashboard to find a flipping Google Ad advising me of the treatment I can purchase in London, for....yep, you guessed it....my hay fever allergy. This is possibly more annoying than the allergy in the first place.

I forget during winter, but as swiftly as summer arrives I realise that I am a hay fever sufferer and at the moment I stuck between trying to figure out whether hay fever is pretty bad or whether I have an actual cold, because the symptoms for both are almost identical, but the result is equally as annoying to me. Just so frustrating, it really is depressing at times, summer. Just not fun.

I used to enjoy using eBay. It has at times proved quite a useful tool for disposing of items and also buying items, every now and then. I try to be a good ebayer, I pay quickly through eBay and to be fair I kind of like having that reciprocated. Over the last few weeks I've had a whirl of a time dealing with attempting to get rid of our first pram. I thought it would be relatively easy as it's a fairly easy process. I have put it into a fairly simple equation, which I present here; Person wants to sell (x) person wants to buy (y) paypal (f) satisfactory transaction (g) Hence; X + y + (f) = g Simples, as those annoying puppet ferrets would say on the tele. Except the two complete muppets I've dealt with on eBay lately. I will call them; time waster and can't read. For reasons I will now explain. Time waster won the buggy first. The first excuse was, 'oh my paypal is down, can I pay on collection?', oh, okay. Not my usual response but I was feeling generous. I th