Who’s yer daddy?

by NobblySan

sprogThis lot is almost certainly not true, and has been doing the rounds of the email circuit for some time now, but I reckon it’s worth an airing here.

The list below is supposedly a genuine list of comments taken from submission forms to the UK Child Support Agency. For non-UK types, this is a much despised organisation that is supposedly responsible for ensuring that absentee fathers pay regular and fair upkeep to the mothers of their kids.

Anyhow, for the list of claimant statements, click below…..

1. Regarding the identity of the father of my twins, child A was fathered by Tyrone Munson.. I am unsure as to the identity of the father of child B, but I believe that he was conceived on the same night.

2. I am unsure as to the identity of the father of my child as I was being sick out of a window when taken unexpectedly from behind. I can provide you with a list of names of men that I think were at the party if this helps.

3. I do not know the name of the father of my little girl. She was conceived at a party at 36 Nottingham Avenue where I had unprotected sex with a man I met that night. I do remember that the sex was so good that I fainted. If you do manage to track down the father, can you send me his phone number? Thanks.

4. I don’t know the identity of the father of my daughter. He drives a BMW that now has a hole made by my stiletto in one of the door panels. Perhaps you can contact BMW service stations in this area, and see if he’s had it replaced.

5. I have never had sex with a man. I am awaiting a letter from the Pope confirming that my son’s conception was immaculate and that he is Christ risen again.

6. I cannot tell you the name of child A’s dad as he informs me that to do so would blow his cover and that would have cataclysmic implications for British national security. I am torn between doing right by you and right by the country. Please advise.

7. I do not know who the father of my child was as all squaddies look the same to me. I can confirm that he was a Royal Green Jacket.

8. Leroy Smith is the father of child A. If you do catch up with him, can you ask him what he did with my AC/DC CDs?

9. From the dates it seems that my daughter was conceived at Euro Disney; maybe it really is the Magic Kingdom.

10. So much about that night is a blur. The only thing that I remember for sure is Delia Smith did a program about eggs earlier in the evening. If I’d have stayed in and watched more TV rather than going to the party at 146 Miller Drive, mine might have remained unfertilised.

11. I am unsure as to the identity of the father of my baby, after all when you eat a can of beans you can’t be sure which one made you fart.

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17 Comments to “Who’s yer daddy?”

  1. I daren’t comment on the CSA as I will lapse into a tirading rant of monumental proportions.

  2. Rant!….Rant!….Rant!….Rant!

    Go on, Dave. You know you want to.

  3. RANT ON (with permission of nobblysan)

    This explosion of bitter bile criticises people who are not here to defend themselves, TOUGH FECKING LUCK

    When my first marriage collapsed in early 1995 I assumed moral responsibility even though it was my ex’s loose knickers that had contributed much to problems in our then 19 years of holy deadlock. I slept on the lounge floor for 6 months (cured my low back pain!) then moved into hospital accommodation when reconciliation was obviously doomed.

    I made a financial arrangement, based on the then CSA guidelines, which gave over 79% of my net income, a monstrous sum but I was wanting to protect the kids. (Fast forward to 2009, my then midteen kids, now 30 each; son has not spoken to me in 5 years, my daughter only by twice yearly emails for even longer, so much for my wishes!)

    The ex sued me for divorce in early 1996 as she wanted to move her new man in (he already had, of course…). The judge signed off on the existing financial deal even though it was hurting me greatly. BUT, she, aka The Witch, wanted more and appealed to the ruddy shit-stirers of the CSA.

    They saw a very easy target and went for me, even though I had paid every month on the nail. Reams of bloody forms and nauseating phone calls later and they issued a judgement that was £7 below what I was already paying over, which was well over £1300 per month! She, the fecking feckless bitch declined to accept this and the case went to ‘special arrangements’. No explanation to me of this, but suddenly all the correspondence has these sinister words on the outside of the damn envelopes.

    Whilst all this was unfolding I had met Hazel, married, had major open-heart surgery followed by a nearly fatal haemorrhage from, of all places, my nose (Yep, half my blood volume can south onto the bed-covers over a couple of days until the cause was cured.) Oh and tried to work as a consultant psychiatrist, no stress there then?

    The gutless, fornicating turds at the CSA would not make any decision, just kept demanding more information with the threat of sequestration of salary if I didn’t reply by return of post (they of course took weeks to reply, ho hum!)

    Eventually, Hazel wrote, to of all people, Tony Blair, just recently elected as britland PM. He, one of his minions in reality, sorted the bastard CSA within 10 days and my existing payments continued as they were.

    So, Hazel and I had best part of 6 months fucking terrified of what was coming in the post and impotent in the face of the CSA mandarins. (Incidentally, most of them were civil servants found new jobs from an agricultural office!)

    I will always be grateful to TB for his input, even allowing for him going way of course later. As for The Witch, her second marriage lasted less that 3 years, mine to Hazel has just passed 13 years.

    Justice was eventually done, but oh the suffering!

    RANT OFF

    currently drinking a pint of spitfire bitter, seems appropriate somehow?

  4. Wow.

    That’s certainly an epic rant, but one I whole-heartedly agree with. My friend went through the exact same thing.

  5. Epic typing, Dave.

    It may have made your fingertips bleed, but I bet you feel better for it.

    I have (luckily) never had to deal with the faceless bastards at the CSA, but from what I’ve heard of them, your case is far from atypical.

    …and they say that George Orwell made it all up.

  6. This list is reminiscent of that video of that hot babe from Norway(?) who was looking for the guy she had a one night stand with and didn’t have a clue as to who he was, but had his baby.

  7. Mudbaby’s (who’s 7 now) father pays me a miserable R1200 a month (when he’s not short of money, which is every 2nd month!). His school alone costs more than this every month.

    There is no maintenance order between us, because quite frankly my attitude is if he wants to support his son financially then it’s up to him. Yes, some months I battle to get through, but the responsibility is on his shoulders to realise that a 7 year old doesn’t cost peanuts to raise!

    There was a period of two years where I received not one cent from him, he didn’t pick up the phone or ask to see MudBaby at all. He lost two very important years of his son’s life which he will never ever get back – it was his choice!

    When he eventually came crawling back and knocked on my door wanting to see his son, I laid down certain rules and told him if he didn’t agree he was more than welcome to go to the courts to obtain access rights to his son.

    Nowadays, MudBaby normally goes to him every second weekend, but it is entirely MudBaby’s choice. If he doesn’t want to go, he doesn’t go – his father must just accept this. It’s happened more than once that his father has pitched up on the Friday afternoon to collect him, and MudBaby has decided he doesn’t want to go. I will never force my child to go and see his father. And Daddy and his new wife have been made to clearly understand that if he is there with them and he asks to come home, they BETTER bring him home pronto! I’ve told them that the first time MudBaby tells me that he asked to come home, and they refused will be the LAST time they see him!

    Many men will disagree with me, but I don’t care, my interests lie with my child’s wellbeing and not with money.

  8. Hi Julie, greetings to you and mudbaby.

    My kids were midteens when their parents split, and both did kept contact regularly, stop-overs etc for the first 3 years after.

    THEN, it all went off; they decided to behave in ways I objected violently to (Son conned £5k out of me, daughter tried court case to get maintainence for her at university when I was about to retire on health grounds and have 75% drop in income; her mother said I was being tight!)

    I fully support your idea that access to kids IS dependant on financial support by absent parent, only in rare circs not.

    dave

  9. I absolutely believe that both biological parents have a moral repsonsibility to support their kids financially, even in absentia.

    The issue in the UK is with the all-powerful CSA, their anti-father biased attitudes and their methods.

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