The fear my benefits will fall into jeopardy is constantly in the back of my own mind. Will they see that I am physically able, ignore my psychiatric assessment, and force me back to work? Will my rent go up forcing me to move? This in turn will trigger a reassessment, etc.

The statutory holiday is now behind us and so things begin to once again roll forward. With each day I feel the above disaster draws closer.

The banking holiday lightens the frustration though of the waiting game for my parcels, new eyewear, and more.