Here’s the post 1950s postcards…

I managed to upload the post 1950s after TikTok stopped banning the videos for violating community standards. There are trolls on there that literally spend their time reporting peoples content and causing creators to get banned from the app. Luckily it hasn’t happened to me again tonight.

Post 1950s postcards
Post 1950s postcards
Post 1950s postcards
Post 1950s postcards

Hot already! Also, my memories surprise me.

Im not looking forward to this weekend. I’m feeling too hot already! Im probably not going to get a parking space where in the flat car park where I currently live again. It’s always busy when I get home later in the day. I wasn’t planning to be out this long. I told the cats that I wouldn’t be long. I bet they’ve fallen asleep and not even noticed I’m not back yet. I left the postcards at my relatives because I don’t want excess stuff at mine which I’m going to have to take with me wherever I move. I don’t know if any of the postcards are worth anything. There was many that hadn’t even been sent / posted. I think she may have collected them as well as corresponding via postcards. I only filmed the ones that had stamps etc which had been through the post. I don’t remember the woman who owned them now that I’m older. She was just a friend of my nana’s who we all referred to as auntie. She had no children and never married, unlike my nana etc. She caught polio when she was young so I only remember her with a bandaged leg. Her home resembled the impression of someone who kept everything. We cleared it out because my dad was given that job after she passed away. I think my nana was still alive then but they were all quite elderly.

I spent the day sorting out postcards…

Apologies, it is hard to upload clips because TikTok keeps telling me these violate community guidelines. They don’t due to the fact that the names and addresses haven’t been current for many years. The clips that I’ve just uploaded are postcards from mostly the 1930s. These postcards were inherited from my nana’s friend who died when I was a child. I will try to upload the ones from 1950s to 80s if technology doesn’t play up.

Some of the postcards from pre 1950s
Some of the postcards from pre 1950s
Some of the postcards from pre 1950s

It’s all discrimination … fed up of hassle.

I am grumpy due to lack of sleep. However, I’m feeling like this whole housing situation where I have to leave is veiled discrimination. They may want to sell the property but they were fine with me living here before finding out I was autistic etc. Ever since then they’ve been considering selling. I’m seen as too much hard work. They put the place with an estate agent because of how my disability affects me. Basically they turned around and told me I was too much hassle in different wording. I’m totally fed up of having this extra hassle of finding somewhere else to go by end of current contract. The way people want to get rid of you because you’re a problem due to your disability is absolutely wrong. That doesn’t matter as the law legalises discrimination. Autism / BPD means too much hassle and complications when communicating so they use veiled discrimination to get rid of you from the situation. I don’t need this hassle. I’m literally barely sleeping. I’m mentally suffering from the pressure of having to find somewhere else to live. I have appointments with council etc to produce paperwork to prove I should be prioritised on the housing list. It’s all added stress that’s impacting on my functioning.