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The reviews that get away

What happens when you consult a psychic the night before a DLA assessment? Well, anything can happen really but, regardless of what the fates have in store, you will improve your karma immensely if you leave the psychic a glowing testimonial. Incorporating client testimonials is a key strategy for growing your business, so the marketing gurus say, but what of the reviews that get away? The testimonials garnered by clairvoyants tend to be edgier than those solicited by plumbers and occasionally are too eccentric to make the website. Here"s my favourite one this week, published with the kind permission of a client and friend who finds herself having to take things easy for a while "

"I had a reading with Elizabeth the day before going for an assessment for my DLA. She told me to be careful that I didn't fall and there was a strong chance it would be cancelled due to some kind of disruption. After a stressful trip into Nottingham, I was sittin' there for over a n hour when the receptionist called me over to say that the assessor couldn't"t make it in because of a disruption, I think the man supposed to be doing it was held up because of a traffic accident. On my way back to my seat I tripped over my handbag and nearly fell through a glass window, banging my knee really hard. Ended up I'm casualty with torn ligaments, but Elizabeth said my claimwould be successful."

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