I’ve just returned from a three-and-a-half hour seminar at the Inland Revenue.
As far as I can work out, it was about numbers and stuff. I had anticipated a turgid morning, but still arrived slightly late and hungover.
The lady running it was very nice; however all the workings-out made my headache worse, and before the end of the first hour, my arse problem had kicked in again. Add that to the fact that I’d not had time to visit the toilet before the half-time break, and it was a fairly uncomfortable session all round.
I now need to explain to the LTLP that letting her use the car is not tax-efficient. There is a bus, and it would be straightforward for her to take that to the station each morning, if she got out of bed half an hour earlier and was a bit more flexible with her arrangements.
I now need to clear up wine bottles and make tea.