A Diverse December.

Have suddenly realised January is almost gone, and I haven’t written my summary of December yet.
In my defence, most of January has been a write-off.

December was a very mixed month.

Good things about December were:

  • Christmas. For better and for worse. I got to spend time with Husband, Husband’s family and my own family. Ate far too much. Have been eating the leftovers well into this month. Thank goodness I had them as I didn’t have the strength to cook much the first two weeks in January.
  • Husband was given a £10 Christmas bonus from the DWP, added to his PIP payment.
  • I won a £100 Paypal gift card from one of my surveying panels. It was promptly added to my Travel/Nice-to-Have Fund.
  • I got some lovely bargains and managed to rescue food from going in the bin at work.
  • Husband finally had his toe operated on. Thank goodness for Mother-In law who could look after him for me while he was recovering from the general anesthetic.
  • Husband’s SAD light came, and he has been using it regularly to help his mood.

Things that could have been improved were:

  • Christmas. Mom was very unwell all through Christmas, and we made the decision to have her admitted on the 28th as she kept deteriorating.
    She still is not out of the woods completely. She has not been home since the week before Christmas, but has been at my sister’s house, at the nursing home and been admitted to hospital twice. Too unwell to stay at home by herself.
  • I felt quite unwell in the last week before Christmas. I thought I had shaken it off, but clearly not.



An Overdue October.

November is now here, and winter is really approaching now, after we have had a lovely warm summer and fall. We caved at the end of October and put the heating on in the evenings.

How did we do for October?

  • Unlike last month, we were below budget for groceries for October. Long may it continue. Olio and Foodprint once again came through and helped us save a lot of money. I also got some good reduced food deals and my Wilkos voucher meant we could buy a lot of toiletries and household stuff for very little money. Old habits die hard.
  • Husband was finally and at long last given his overdue backdated PIP payment. It will pay for everything he needs to be able to function and take part in everyday life.
  • Husband and I have both been paid. Hopefully as we go into the New Year, we will build up our savings again. I will apply the overpayment to the mortgage again when I have some free time next week.
  • Silver had her birthday. I received a lot of good wishes and lovely gifts. And I got to see my sister and spend some quality time with her.
  • Husband is settling in well in his new workplace, doing part-time. I can’t help but feel a weight lifted off my shoulders. I can be sure that he is okay at work and feels safe and appreciated there. He had to have a few days off work due to his foot swelling, and he said to me that he ‘looked forward to going back to work.’
    Be still my heart, be still!
    I know that you can’t expect to always love your job, or like everyone you come across. Life is not like that. However Husband has always had a raw deal with everything, work, school, college. Not really feeling like he fitted in anywhere.

    I think this time, things will be different.


Austober, week 3.

You can read about the second week of Austober here.

Monday, 15th of October.
Walked to and from work today, saving money and moving about, both of which are good things! It’s getting colder in the evenings, but during the day it is still warm.
Went by Wilko’s to collect our order today. So pleased I got the £10 off any spend voucher, as it meant I got all of this for 5p.

Got us some toiletries and some bits and pieces for the house.

Husband has had his PIP back payment paid in today ❤ This will help us immensely. Most will go into the savings that have been wiped out with paying for Husband’s counselling and the renovations. Some will go on bills. And some will be put in the vacation fund<3. And a teensy weensy bit of it was spent on whatever Husband fancied for dinner. So we had a takeout.

Tuesday, 16th of October.
Walked to work and back again, enjoying the fall colours. Feeling more confident at work now, like I know more things and procedures, and I am not just a new hire.

My new colleagues gave me an early birthday present ❤ Making my desk a bit more mine now<3

Husband was at work, so spent Tuesday evening at home cleaning and tidying the house. No fun having to do that stuff on my day off. So try to do it before or after Wednesdays, if possible.
Something lovely happened. I was walking past the greengrocer on my way home from work when I saw that they were selling bags of apples for 45p each. The lady was busy closing up the shop so I hurried inside with two bags to pay for them – at which point she said I could have them!
Found this piece of music which I am listening to on repeat. Jeremy Soule did the music for the Elder Scrolls game series and this is just the sort of thing he would compose. Both calming and melancholic at the same time. Wish it was available as a CD as it would have been the perfect present for my father.

Wednesday, 17th of October.
It’s Silver’s birthday!
Naturally my day started with coming down to feed the Cat, to find she’d barfed in the living room. And I stepped in it.
Not to worry as it went better from there. It was a lovely sunny day, so did three loads of laundry. Good friends sent me gifts:

What a wonderful present. Just have to try not to kill these plants inadvertently now…


What an amazing creation, all from cut fruit! This was from my best friend.
Sadly it was too tall to sit in the fridge, so had to take it apart to get it all to fit. Lots of fruit and veg for our lunches here (and breakfast and dinner, too!).

Husband’s mother came over and we had lunch together before I went with Husband to have his Hepatitis B vaccine regime started. We then had a quiet afternoon resting at home, before neighbour came by with some lovely treats and flowers for me in the evening. Posted the spending study back so I should have a voucher arrive in a not too distant future.

Thursday, 18th of October.
Taking fruit with me for lunch – the melon pieces are cut like petals, and are just delicious. Walked there and back again which also helps the bank balance and is good for me. And I found a £5 while walking to work, score!
I spent the evening clearing my inbox of surveys and tidying and dusting the office.
Husband was quite dejected coming home; he has not been allocated any leave at all over the whole of the Christmas period. This means that I will be travelling home to see my family and mother on my own. Husband is already starting to panic as he isn’t sure he can cope with his low mood alone, coupled with working and having to look after the house and the Cat and himself.

I need to make a plan.

Friday, 19th of October.
Quiet day at work today. Walked there and back again, and there was a definite chill in the air that morning. I am continuing to resist putting the heating on at home. May do it while I am away, so that Husband and the Cat are comfortable at home.
Spent the evening prepping some food and emptying my inbox of surveys. I try to cook and prep things when I have free time, so that when dinner needs to be made we can just throw it in to cook. No fun having to microwave something with your eyes, willing it to cook faster if you’re hungry.
I made my lunch for Saturday, chopped veg finely for Sunday’s dinner, and roasted some sweet potatoes for a future dinner.

What a gorgeous colour they are. So pleased I had time to do these.

Picked the last itty bitty tomatoes we’ve grown in the back yard. I’ve put them with the bananas in the fruit bowl in the hope that they will ripen, as they just weren’t when we left them outside.

Saturday, 20th of October.
I was really tired this morning; did the dishes and inhaled a piece of toast and some tea before going to work. Thank goodness I had the foresight to make my lunch the night before. I also made the decision to pack some dry snacks to keep at work, just in case, just some pot noodles and some cuppasoup. Hunger kicks in again in the afternoon most weekends, so it will stop me from going to the vending machine to get something unhealthy and grossly overpriced.
Work was quiet today, so managed to catch up on a lot of emails.
Went to see Husband’s family after work and have a birthday dinner with them. Husband’s family gave me a lovely planner for next year, a The Body Shop Gift Card, and a whole lemon drizzle cake! I shall be like a barrel by the time this month is over…

Sunday, 21st of October.
Had a quiet morning at home, having breakfast with Husband before setting off for work. Needed food for us and the Cat so went shopping. Managed to get some good bargains and to swing by Foodprint as well. Also managed to get one of my birthday freebies from Krispy Kreme ❤

Very chuffed with my Lidl finds. That pasta bake for 70p is enormous! I’ve frozen it for Husband for when I am away so he doesn’t have to worry about having to prepare dinner.
So pleased I was able to visit Foodprint before work. Lots of bread for Husbands sandwiches for lunch, and lots of snacks and treats for him to take to work as well. This cost us £4.75.
My lovely birthday freebie from Krispy Kreme.

While I was waiting for the bus to work, I spied this little gem:


The end of Austober is in sight. Not sure what comes next, perhaps, as per Hip Roof Barn‘s suggestion, Nearly There November?

You can read about the next week of Austober here.

A Snarky September.

What a month it has been.

September has been a month of contrasts for us.

Good things that happened in September were:

I started a new job, which I enjoy thus far, and can see myself staying at for the foreseeable future. I can walk there and back which is good for me.

Husband was finally, finally awarded PIP. All in all it has taken us 15 months from when we applied, to get to where we are today.
I am sorry if it sounds dramatic and it’s probably because I am relatively young and have yet to experience many things in my life. But the process of applying for PIP with Husband and having to fight for it has changed me as a person. I feel different now and can’t quite put my finger on it. I think it’s feeling more cynical now and distrustful of government agencies.

Our bathroom was renovated.

Things that could have been improved were:

That this month has been Skintember for us, self-inflicted, but all the same. I have spent four weeks being sensible and taking stock of what we have in the house and using up what we’ve already got, and  generally finding different ways of not spending our money.

One good thing is that I’ve used this as an opportunity to learn how to make new food, and being inventive with what we had in the house. I made rice krispie cakes using a pack of rice cakes I didn’t want to throw out. I have learnt how to make crumble, and how to make Veiled Country Lasses.

Husband’s mood has been low.


Onwards, then, to Austerity October (thank you to Hip Roof Barn for the suggestion), in which I need to celebrate my birthday (including bringing a cake to work as that’s what they do there) and see my sister in London for a week. Hee.

Applying for PIP: Our experience, part 8.

Sorry for the delay in posting this, but spent all of Wednesday and some of Thursday supporting Husband as his mood has been quite low.

I am very, very pleased and relieved to tell you that we’ve had the letter from the court, following the tribunal hearing last week.

They have overturned the DWP’s decision and awarded Husband PIP.

He has been awarded standard rate mobility, 8 points, and daily living, 9 points, which equates to £80 a week if the Citizen’s Advice website about PIP is on the money.

It has been backdated to the beginning of May 2017. And Husband has been awarded it to May 2022.

The letter we received explains that it has sent a copy of the courts decision to us and one to the DWP. It does say that it does not enforce the decision made, so it can’t help you with ensuring the benefit is paid. This also means that if they rule that you’ve been overpaid, they won’t help the DWP recover the money.

If you are unhappy with the decision you have one month from the date of the letter to write to the tribunal to explain why, you can ask for a decision to be set aside if there was some error in the proceedings or a technicality.

Not that we will be doing that! We are so pleased that it’s now over and done with. And I am so delighted that they have backdated it from the day we started this process, and that he’s been given it for four years. That’s four years I don’t have to think about it or worry about how to pay for things.

The counselling Husband has been receiving this year has been incredibly helpful and is something that will carry on until further notice. It’s been totally worth it.

However it’s also something that has wiped our savings out completely. But this PIP payment he will receive will help cover the cost of that every week.

Just opening that letter and reading it, I could feel a stone fall from my chest.

Our tribunal hearing was set to be in the afternoon.

The night before, I found out something smart-casual to wear, and went over our PIP paperwork folder, adding in the printout of Husbands medical record. I also ensured I found out a notepad and several pens, in case there were things I wanted to add after the panel had finished asking Husband.

The day of the tribunal hearing, I let Husband sleep as long as possible, before getting some breakfast going.

The gent representing us from the advice service asked us to be at the court half an hour before. So we set off in good time, remembering not to pack a drink as they would not let you take it in.

It was forecast to rain so we took an umbrella. Which was then confiscated by the security staff once we entered the building, as it could be used as a weapon, and could be collected on our way out again.

Husband was growing nervous and feeling hot under the collar, so we went to the cafe and got an ice cream and a cup of water for him. I then went out into the lobby to find our representative and Husband’s mother who was also accompanying us.

Once we were all present, we had a look at the board to find out what room we were in, found the room and then sat down in a private room next to it to just chat about how things were. A court attendant then came to the room and took our names down and our relationship to Husband, and let the panel know we had arrived.

We were ushered in to a room where three ladies were sat on one side, and there were seats for us on the other side. Present at the hearing was a judge, a doctor and a lay person with experience of Asperger’s Syndrome.

The panel started by introducing themselves and explaining to Husband that they were there as a neutral party between the DWP and us, to listen to us and examine the evidence presented by the DWP and by us.

All in all, we were there over an hour. It’s one of the most intense hours I have ever experienced. The panel wanted to hear from Husband first and foremost. If there was anything we felt had been missed out and would be helpful to let them know, we would get a chance to say that at the end. So paying close attention and taking notes was crucial, as this was really our chance to explain Husband and how he needs support.

The panel seemed interested in Husband and what he had to say, and seemed to value the input of Husband’s mother and myself.

What was also invaluable was that they seemed to have a knowledge of Asperger’s Syndrome and how it can be challenging – in comparison to the lady who assessed Husband who I think did not understand that it’s a spectrum and that people fall in different places on it, and will have different support needs depending on that.

One series of questions that have particularly stuck with me was when the lay person asked Husband about work and what that had been like, and engaging with people there. She asked if he had formed friendships with his colleagues, if he went out with them or if they invited him anywhere. Husband very pointedly and clearly said no. She then asked if the children where he worked engaged with him and talked to him and he said a clear yes. She listened with a knowing look in her eyes. It’s hard to explain, but it is as though she understood very well how not just Husband but how many people with Asperger’s Syndrome can find it challenging to engage at work. Or how people simply just don’t do it.

She then asked me if I had anything I wanted to add. I explained how Husband finds it hard to make small-talk and knowing when the right time is to jump in to a conversation. And knowing what to say, especially to someone you don’t know very well, how to start a conversation on the first place.

And how this all creates a barrier for Husband with regards for talking to people and establishing relationships and friendships.

I explained how with one notable exception, Husband’s colleagues had never engaged with him or taken an interest in him, invited him anywhere or initiated a conversation with him. On his last day at working at his previous job, nobody from his team came to say goodbye, even after working there for five years. Not even one. There were no cards and no presents, no nothing, and while I understand that it’s not the be-all and end-all, it’s normal acceptable standards of politeness.

It was the children who came and said goodbye to him and said they would miss him, three of which had made cards for him.

I finished by saying that it makes for a very lonely existence at work. You just go there and do your thing, but you’re just present. You don’t form relationships or friendships with anyone, and for the most part Husband’s experience has been that nobody has wanted to even try to do this or make the effort to at least understand.

All in all, going to tribunal was a good experience. I felt the panel were interested to hear from us and took on board what Husband, Husband’s mother and myself had to say. We were there over an hour and when we felt we had nothing else to add, they thanked us for attending and said a letter with their decision would come in a few days’ time.

Saturday, Sunday and Monday went by and no letter appeared.

I was trying to do stuff and just get on and be present, but everything just seemed to fade in the background and somehow seem less bright, because of me waiting for this letter.

The gent who represented us was very positive after the tribunal and said he felt it was very, very unlikely that Husband would not be awarded it, given how much evidence we presented and how much information we gave them. But still.

Silver is now a bitter, jaded old woman who has quite frankly had it up to HERE with how Husband and herself has been treated over the last year and a half, and won’t believe anything or consider anything to have any value or truth to it, unless it is in writing.

Tuesday morning we were sat in the living room with a friend who was visiting when I heard the mail flap go. I excused myself and ran to see if anything of any importance had been delivered. Sure enough, one envelope for Husband and one for me had arrived. I tore mine open and skimmed it to get to the important part.

I was so happy.

We have been believed.

We have proven that we are not making Husband’s support needs up. Or how much I do to support him to live as independently as possible, and generally hold the house and our lives together. And how much his family helps us.

We have also established how in effect Capita and the DWP have either lied about Husband, or twisted everything we said or did during the application and assessment to his disadvantage.

Closing thoughts:

  1. This year and a half has brought out feelings in me I did not even know that I possessed.
  2. I now know that the current government thinks anyone with a disability is either a scrounger and a thief, and that it falls to the person applying to prove otherwise.
    God help anyone who doesn’t have anyone helping them through their PIP claim, from start to finish.
  3. Sure, we have until 2022 before we have to reapply. But that does not mean I will just let things go along. I will start documenting now, until 2022, our journey and how Husband is supported by myself and his family, so that when the reassessment rolls around, we will hopefully not have to justify ourselves as much. And as our friend pointed out, because Husband is in the system now, it should be much harder for the DWP to then say he is no longer entitled to PIP.

Sorry if it sounds cynical, but I feel it is best to be realistic about these things and be prepared. Especially after everything we have been through and how long this process has taken.

All the same.

We’ve won.

If you want to read about our PIP journey, you can do that here:

Quick PIP Update.

Applying for PIP: Our experience of applying for PIP, Part 7.

Applying for PIP: Our experience of applying for PIP, Part 6.


Applying for PIP: Our experience of applying for PIP, Part 5.

Our PIP anniversary (Our experience of applying for PIP: Part ?)

Applying for PIP: Our experience, part 4.

Applying for PIP: Our experience, part 3.

Applying for PIP: Our experience, part 2.

Applying for PIP: Our experience – part 1.

Quick PIP Update.

Hi friends and followers (and family?),

Just a quick update as I’m absolutely worn out. We have been for the second part of the PIP tribunal hearing for Husband this afternoon.

We will get a letter with their decision in the post by Monday.

The gent representing us was very pleased with how it went and said he would be very, very surprised if Husband was not awarded PIP based on what he said and what me and his mother said.

Fingers crossed.


Applying for PIP: Our experience of applying for PIP, Part 7.

We have a second tribunal date.

After our first tribunal hearing had to be adjourned due to Husband’s distress (plus the big difference between the DWP report and our PIP application), I initially just wanted the ground to swallow me up.

I just was so tired, and feeling so worn out and flat.

I was also quite resentful of the fact that we even had to go through this process at all/

PIP is there to help people with disabilities live a more independent life and to offset the cost of things and services they may need to do this. In theory.

But I have long since come to realize my mistake in initially assuming that a. that the DWP and Capita were there to help us and b. that they genuinely wanted to help us.

Applying for PIP for Husband, being turned down twice and having to now go to tribunal a second time has brought out feelings in me I didn’t even know I possessed. And I’m not even the claimant!

Anyway, I digress.

Back to our regularly scheduled program.

When we came back home after visiting Husband’s sister in Wales, we had received two letters.

The first was the medical report the court asked for, to get a more complete picture. To make it fair on us, we get a copy as well for our records. It asked us to bring it with us to the tribunal when we go.

It was quite a thick document as it contained all the medical information on record about Husband from when we started the process of having him diagnosed with Asperger’s Syndrome in 2014.

It was a bunch of entries with jargon and numbers (probably would make more sense for someone within the system) detailing each appointment and enquiry that has been made regarding Husband’s health. None of the information within surprised me greatly, bar a scanned copy of the document from the insurance company asking for information about Husband’s health when he applied to get life insurance when we bought the house.

One thing that I noticed which I find oddly reassuring is that it says on the majority of the notes put in about Husband’s appointments, that he was accompanied, either by one of his parents or myself.

I hope this highlights to the panel at tribunal that Husband does need support with getting about and going places. Especially going to places he is unfamiliar with, as he otherwise won’t go as it’s too anxiety inducing (take THAT, Capita staff who decided to award Husband 0 points for mobility!).

The second letter we had states that we have another court date for a tribunal hearing. We are going back in on the 7th of September.

It seems they have taken on board what our representative has said, as they said they would contact the court and ask that we would be seen first, to lessen Husband’s stress. According to the letter, we will be first in that day.

Here’s to hoping they will continue to listen to us, when we go a second time.

You can read about our experience of applying for PIP for Husband below:

Applying for PIP: Our experience of applying for PIP, Part 6.


Applying for PIP: Our experience of applying for PIP, Part 5.

Our PIP anniversary (Our experience of applying for PIP: Part ?)

Applying for PIP: Our experience, part 4.

Applying for PIP: Our experience, part 3.

Applying for PIP: Our experience, part 2.

Applying for PIP: Our experience – part 1.

A jumbled July.

July has come and gone and we are now in August. How did we do?

Good things about July were:

  • I had a chance to go home and see my family at the beginning of the month, which was lovely. I visited my mother and siblings, and met up with several people from school, and met my best friend twice. Sister and her husband also sent me home with a lot of lovely food which has helped us a lot.
  • Work has finished for the year which has meant Husband and I have been able to spend more time together as I’ve been home more. The weather has been hot and sunny which I love (and Husband hates). We celebrated our 8th wedding anniversary this month with a takeaway.
  • We were once again under on our grocery budget, even with a £60 online food shop at the start of the month with Sainsbury’s (so naturally I ordered six bags of cat litter, the less I have to carry home the better!). Foodprint has helped a lot on the budget, and I started using Olio. I also went and foraged near our home and found lots of blackberries.
    Still got some reduced bargains.
    Foodprint has really helped us live healthily this month.


    The bread and pastries came through the Olio app which is an app where people share surplus food for free. If I have time to carry on using it I might do a post about it.

    Went foraging last week and found these lovely blackberries. There is more left, just needs to ripen first.
  • Another things that went on behind the scenes is that I have got a new job! I will work at the medical library at the local hospital in the week. This replaces the library job I have at the further education college (my weekday job). I predict that the work will be more academic (finding journal articles for consultants etc.) and the likelihood of being called names by our users is significantly reduced. I am waiting for HR to agree to a start date and then I will hand in my notice. Another perk is that this job is within walking distance to the house. This is important.

Things that could have been improved about July were:

  • We went to Husband’s tribunal hearing for PIP after over a year of waiting for it to be resolved. However due to Husband’s distress and the discrepancy between the DWP report about him and what we put on the form, the court decided to adjourn to access Husband’s medical records to get a more complete picture. They have 30 days from the day of the tribunal hearing to do this and then they will call us back in. So we are still waiting.
  • Husband has had to have a change in the dose and kind of epilepsy medicine he takes, as the one he was on made the ammonia levels in his blood unacceptably high. This change has left him feeling very tired and out of sorts, and so he has spent a lot of time resting and going to bed early as feeling tired brings on myoclonic jerks.
  • Having time off has meant eating a lot of good food and not moving around as much as I usually do, so have gained weight. Hopefully this will shift when I start my new job as I can walk to and from work, combined with bringing healthy lunches to work again. At my former job we have a standing desk and I will miss that sorely as, let’s face it, a lot of people, me included, sit far too much during our day.

I wonder what August will bring?

Applying for PIP: Our experience of applying for PIP, Part 6.


Last week we had what was supposed to be our tribunal hearing for Husband’s PIP claim.

We had a letter through the post, giving us a time and date to come to the court for the tribunal. It also asked us to send through anything else that could be used as evidence so the court had it at least 7 days before the tribunal. They also asked us to bring the appeal papers we had been sent (the huge wad including the DWP report about Husband) to the tribunal. Further back it explained how we could claim expenses if we needed to for transport and food and drink but none of that was relevant to our claim.

I duly went and got copies of two of Husband’s letters from his epilepsy consultant, and one letter from his therapist and one from his employment support worker supporting his claim, and sent them to the court using recorded delivery.

A few days later I had a reply from them confirming they had received our paperwork.

The night before our tribunal date, I went upstairs and got all our paperwork out. Beforehand I had bought a large ring binder and a big pack of punched pockets, and I sat and meticulously put every page of our claim and anything I had photocopied out in there in chronological order to make it organised and easy to find.

I also found out something smart-casual to wear, and our passports in case we had to identify ourselves while at the court. I had never done this before and was not quite sure what to expect.

The day of the tribunal hearing, I got up early and got myself ready and made us something to eat, letting Husband sleep as long as I could. We set off in good time and got there in advance to meet Husband’s mother and the lady who is representing us from the advice service.

At the court, we had to go through a metal detector and we had our bags x-rayed. My bag was pulled aside as the security guard had spotted liquids in there, which turned out to be my nose spray. I had been told we were not permitted to bring drinks in so I didn’t. Our representative had to leave her bottle of perfume at the desk and reclaim it once she left.

Once inside, it was as hot inside as outside which was really affecting Husband and making him feel ill. There was a small cafe so we went to get a drink and sat down outside in the foyer, waiting for Husband’s mother and the representative to come.

There was a notice board where the cases being heard that day were listed and I found ours quickly enough. Two cases were being heard before us that morning.

Husband’s mother and our representative arrived and we went up to the court room to wait outside. We were told that the second case was being heard then and that they were quite behind on schedule.

At this point the reality of what was happening really hit home for Husband. Combined with it being too hot for him, he started becoming increasingly distressed. The way he does this is by withdrawing into himself, and not speaking and making eye contact. He went and sat himself somewhere quiet to try and calm down, while I sat down and was told what to expect by Husband’s mother and our representative.

She explained who the people in the room would be and that we must not jump in or interrupt, as the panel would be interested in hearing what Husband had to say and his side of the story. The panel would give us a chance to say anything we felt was lacking by asking ff if we had anything to add,  so we were told to take notes.

She did say however that she felt we have a strong case because of the discrepancy between what we have said and written, and what it says in the DWP report about Husband.

By the time it was finally our turn to go in, we were 40 minutes late. Husband was at this point very distressed, not making eye contact most of the time and barely speaking.

It was a smallish room, with a big table and three chairs on either side. There was a desk in the corner where the clerk sat. She brought water and cups into the room as you are not permitted to bring your own food or drink into the court room.

Presiding was a judge, a GP on her left and a lay person on the right. Interestingly there was no representative from the DWP present.

The person representing us asked the judges to pay particular attention to several points in our claim where the discrepancies were quite big.

Before we even got into the claim, the panel wanted the GP to ask Husband some questions and specified that they wanted to hear the answers from him, and that we would get a chance to add anything we felt was appropriate once he had answered.

The GP asked Husband about his part time job and how he gets to work, and if he goes anywhere else in the community. She was patient and spoke to him in a friendly way but at this point I could tell Husband was visibly shaking and so he spoke very little, making no eye contact at all. He did manage to say that he doesn’t go anywhere else when asked if he would go anywhere else apart from work or the local shops.

This went on for about ten minutes before the panel said they wanted a break to confer and sent us out.

We waited outside the court room, when the clerk called me and Husband’s representative back in. The panel informed us that they felt that because of the way Husband presented and due to the discrepancy between our claim and the report from the DWP, they wanted to access his medical records to get a fuller picture. Therefore the court would adjourn for the day. Our representative pointed to the detailed report from the psychiatrist who diagnosed Husband with Asperger’s Syndrome and asked if this would not be sufficient, but no, this was not enough in their view.

The court now has 30 days to get the medical records to view and we will then be called in again to continue with the hearing.

We queried this with the representative after we had left the court premises; she was quite surprised as she had never experience this happening before, but did explain to us that there would be a new panel reviewing the case and everything within it. She also explained that although we had to consider if returning would cause Husband to become distressed again and if that was worth it, she had to make us aware that the success rate for PIP tribunal hearings is higher when the claimant is present. Her prediction was also that we would be seen quite promptly once the medical records had been obtained. In addition to this to lessen Husband’s anxiety she would request that we would be the first hearing of the day, not the last, in case the previous two overran. This will hopefully save us waiting around, making Husband anxious.

Husband has thought it over and although he does not like the thought, he is nevertheless prepared to go back and attend the second tribunal hearing.


TL;DR: We’re still waiting.

If you want to read my previous posts about our quest for Husband’s PIP claim, you can do so here:


Applying for PIP: Our experience of applying for PIP, Part 5.

Our PIP anniversary (Our experience of applying for PIP: Part ?)

Applying for PIP: Our experience, part 4.

Applying for PIP: Our experience, part 3.

Applying for PIP: Our experience, part 2.

Applying for PIP: Our experience – part 1.


Just a quick post to say we attended Husband’s PIP tribunal today.

Due to Husband being so very nervous, and the huge discrepancy between the report from Capita and what we said and wrote in the application form, the panel made the decision to adjourn as they want to view his medical records and meet with us again once they have done this.

TL;DR, we are still waiting. I will do a longer post but just feeling very flat today.