Chapter 15
‘Here you go. That’s three thousand pounds exactly,’ the extremely polite girl with blond braids tells me from behind the counter of one of the branches of my bank in Oxford Circus.
‘Thank you!’ I say, getting excited as I slip the notes into my bag, trying not to drop all the envelopes I’m holding.
I know you may be wondering why, in this day and age when you can pay by credit card pretty much everywhere, I’ve come to the bank to withdraw all this cash like a pensioner. It’s simple: I had a lot of expenses and I’ve hit my monthly credit card limit. So, since I still have many things to buy, I had to take out some cash. Not that I go around spending thousands of pounds every day, mind you, but today’s a special day and I feel like celebrating.
It’s 31st December and I’ve tak
