...not to do something for someone because I cannot be bothered and her tone irritates me...

[Punkatheart]

Firstly, I know this may sound piddling in the scheme of things. It probably wouldn't irritate of bother any of you feisty healthy ladies. But...

..some time ago a complete stranger wrote to me, saying that she was a writer and her relative had lived in my house years and years ago. She told me that she wanted to come and see my home. NOT ASKED. She sounded eccentric, arrogant and pushy. I found it quite rude. So I ignored. I did check out her website and she sounded mildly batty.

Today, when I am feeling really grotty - being sick with some complications over chemo - a woman turns up. I can see her and she is loitering, tutting. I am just too poorly to go to her. House is a tip, hair unbrushed...I am not the Queen of Social today. A note through the door confirms it is this woman. Another pushy note. 'I did write to you.' etc.

Am I being annoying to her by just not telling her to go away? There are just so many days at the moment when I can't even keep up with washing the dishes. House needs decorating and I am really really struggling. This would mean having to tidy everything. To give you an idea of my exhaustion - I have to lie down sometimes after hoovering downstairs!

Opinions greatly received as I do have a nagging guilt but also that irritation.

BTW - she has just come back and rung the bell again!!

What a weird woman!

I would tell her to get her arse into gear as you shot the last late cleaner for loitering - get cleaning and make a good job of it otherwise there will be trouble - go and pull her in and shove a dishcloth in her hand and order her about before she has chance to catch her breath

I think you are right Capricorn. A cowardly compromise may be telling my OH to ring her for me - so that I can't feel the emotional blackmail that may come.

But I have pushed myself a little today and yes, I have a shower room fit for visitors. I even cut a rose and put it in there. Too much?

Thanks again for making me smile a lot. I have decided on Mumsnet gangs roaming the streets, wreaking vengence and justice in equal measure. We should really have masonic style badges with a M and N entwined. One nod in the supermarket. We know we are one.

We need a KungFuPannda THREAD!

Do you have a fellow road user that won't back up?
A bank teller that slaps her flap (NOT a euphemism, filthy!)
A psychotic writer wanting to snoop round your crib?

You need the Kungfupannda Thread!, Post your quibble, annoyance or petty frustration here and the Legend of Mumsnet will dispatch her tried and tested wisdom to bitch-slap the miscreant back into their place.

[worries that her new kick-ass reputation might go to her head]

I am liking this. KUNGFUPANNDA ...........ya!!

Good let it go to your head kungfu, a genius must have their moment !

I still like the "pay for a spring clean for my house and then I will show you round" idea the best - its an opportunity in disguise

Hope you feel better soon and very sorry you are suffering with chemo at the moment

I am not in the throes of intravenous like some people - my heart really goes out to them. Mine is only a chemo drug injection three times a week - it makes me feel rotten but when I see the people in hospital sitting in chairs, having chemicals pumped into them, then leaving in headscarves looking pale and nauseous - my heart turns over.

I had another person call today (must be that sort of day) putting a note through my door telling me one of my trees is dead.

Funny day today.

Please don't worry about this fruitloop woman.

Please let your H deal with it. You have enough to deal with at the moment. Your heart may go out to others with the intravenous, but ALL our hearts go out to you dear Punkatheart.

Sorry to hear about your tree too, one of my friends at the weekend realised that one of her really lovely trees, a rare one too, is looking really sick and has like mould on it, not good at all, she is very sad about it.

Hugs and squeezes Punk, hope tomorrow is a better day!

Thank you HerHissyness.

Much appreciated.

Oh dear, Punk, what is it with all these note-pushers? I would write kungfu's letter if I were you, and hopefully the mad lady will leave you alone. Hope you are better soon

Someone knocked on my door once and told me they had lived in our house during the war. I am an author myself and found it quite interesting. At the time I was doing the hoovering in my nightie. He had a look around the house.

But I wasn't undergoing chemotherapy!

What a nutcase she sounds like. I want to know her name so I can see if I've read any of her books but the book snob in me is laying private bets that she self-published something that hardly anybody read and then took part in one of those famous Amazon-author-meltdown incidents that happen so often these days when the three people who did read it say they didn't like it.

When LO was a newborn (and still now he is two) I stick a note on the door on unsociable days saying "Do not knock, ring or disturb, new mum and/or baby are sleeping."

Perhaps you could do something similar and leave it on the door. I once kept a note on mine for almost a week and nobody dared to disobey it.

Am I being unreasonable to wonder what happened to your tree to kill it so suddenly, as sudden tree death is the only reason I can think of for a neighbour to assume you didn't know it had died.

Maybe the nutty woman poisoned the tree, as it "wasn't there in my day"

you gave me lovely advice about my chickens I am sticking with my lovely painted coop, so thank-you

they are arriving on Saturday and I am beyond excited

Hope you are feeling less grim today

Ask her does she ever watch Coronation Street. Then explain that you can't allow her to look around your house but you would like to show her your cellar. Be quite persistant about showing her the cellar. Make little pushing and grabbing movements towards her and grin madly when you mention the cellar.
I hope we have cheered you up a little and
I do hope you start to feel better soon.

*waves back to MyLittleOwls...ooh chickens. You will never look back.

Well my DP called the lady and said she chattered on for half an hour. She was apparently very nice and has some pictures of the house many many years ago, which she is going to send us. So now I do feel guilty.

Ha - we do have a cellar...full of spiders and the odd stranded frog. It does have a serial killer aspect to it.

Bit of a crappy day again but I live in hope. Tomorrow and all that jazz.

Dead tree seems innocently dead. Silver birch that has just passed away. To be cut down this week...