No, not excitement and fun, more the kind with lots of dire warnings that you must do this now or else.
Her Majesty's Revenue and Customs department tell me I've failed to pay my taxes by the end of January, and if I don't pay £163.39 by Sunday they have authorised a man to come round and thump my thumbs with a hammer whilst shouting "It's bone crunching time sonny!"
Which came as a bit of surprise considering I'd paid what my accountant told me to pay. So checked I'd really paid and not just imagined it, and yes I had. Drove to the accountants to find my man isn't there until next Wednesday. But the nice lady looked on the computer, and it said I owe more money.
So I've paid, and now await to see if it gets there before the man with the hammer gets here. Joy.
Nothing Less Will Do
1 week ago
