Debenhams Store Card
I had to cancel after appalling customer service and lack of communication between Debenhams and GE Money
On a whim and against my better judgement, I applied and recieved a Debenhams store card on the spot in the shop a couple of months ago. I didn’t need it, as have adequate credit/debit cards already. I am regretting that spur of the moment decision now.
I have used it a couple of times since, gotten bills and they have been paid well before the due date. I am a Cavan woman at heart and it galls me to pay anything extra to banks unless I have to.
In the past 2 weeks I have recieved 2 letters from GE Money. The first to say that Debenhams have not yet forwarded them the completed copy of the application form and could I go in to a Debenhams store and re-fill one in or send them my copy. WTF? Have I nothing better to do than follow up on their paperwork? I ignored it. Then today I recieved the second epistle to say as result of my not getting their paperwork sorted for them, the card is suspended.
I rang GE Money first. Not a good idea. The person at the other end just shouted into the phone. No help offered whatsoever. Said I was cancelling card, she replied that I’d have to do it in writing. I replied that then could I just leave the account suspended. She replied that this would adversely effect my credit rating and gave me cancellation address.
Then rang Debenham’s card service line. Poor Ruairi there wasn’t much help really. Apparently nothing he could do to find paperwork or ensure it could be sent to GE Money. Couldn’t put me through to anyone who could deal with this. Just offered a 10% off voucher and when asked for name of someone in Debenhams who could help, gave me the name of people in GE Money customer services.
Needless to say, the cancellation letter has been sent and I shall not be shopping in Debenhams.
Rated 1/5 on Aug 01 2007 by ManicMammy
August 1st, 2007
The most recent nag offensive from Oscar, the 8 year old, has been for a treehouse. As we’ve no mature trees in the garden having gotten rid of the ‘orrible poplars, I started having a look at the various options.
Then I discovered this:
Wow, I want one. Treehouse complexes have obviously come a long way in the past few years. There are a plenty of combinations to choose from. Coolo.
We moved houses a number of times when I was growing up, my father worked in local government and so as his career progressed we lived in Longford, Louth, Wicklow and Cavan.
My earliest recollection of a treehouse was in Dundalk. It must have been the summer of 1978 or so, as we had moved to Wicklow by 1979. We, that is, me(9), my sister Paula(7), brother Kieran(5) and our neighbours the Tascis (Olga, Patrick and Philippe) who were slightly older than us, discovered someone’s abandoned effort at making a fort in a tree in the fields behind our house. It was a great tree for the purpose of this. Its reconstruction seemed to take all our efforts for the rest of the summer holidays. I remember scabbing nails and wood off construction workers in the nearby factory and Mam bringing us our lunch. I don’t think we achieved much more than hammering planks of wood into the trunk to improve the steps up the tree but I remember it being brilliant fun, planning our lookout posts, waiting for invisible enemies to arrive, having our defence ready.
In Wicklow, various trees in the back garden were in turn adapted and basic efforts were made to create huts and look out posts. None ever lasted that long, nor were that successful but that didn’t matter.
So I guess I can see where Oscar’s coming from. Now to make the fortune to afford it…..
August 1st, 2007
