So where’s the dilemma, I hear you ask. Well, clearly I don’t need this money, as I have comfortably survived the last three years without it. So what shall I do with it? I could donate it to Warren Buffett, just to ease the pain - but I don’t have his account number. Or I could donate it to charity – but which one? I could hand it back to the Treasury, requesting that they leverage it and hand the proceeds over to Mervyn to help out with the next round of QE – but I’m not doing that. I could go down the shops - I received a wonderful birthday card a couple of years ago:
Or I could just throw a humungous party. But that’s a lot of disruption for you all. Oh dear, I didn’t have this problem yesterday.
Not a drop of sympathy from me!
ReplyDeleteThrow it in the Thames, a passing long distance swimmer might catch it.
ReplyDeleteWhen? Where? Is it fancy dress?
ReplyDeleteInvest in pork belly futures.
ReplyDeleteSince nobody knows what the hell this means they'll be deeply deeply impressed.
Lo - I sympathise with your lack of sympathy.
ReplyDeleteSoaring - you can't endorse cheques any more, even soggy ones, and besides, he's probably succumbed to Weil's disease by now, and besides, I can't stand Little Britain, and besides, this sentence contains far too many commas and besideses.
Christopher - good questions. I am seriously thinking of having my 70th early, just in case.
Macy - I'll pass your tip on to Billy Ray, Winthorpe and Ophelia.
Party, please. May I come?
ReplyDeleteThe closest I came to knowing how you feel was the email I received from HMRC stating that I had been over taxed and would receive a refund.
ReplyDeleteThis was a scam which I just deleted but just for a moment I was taken in.
I usually get cheques from HMRC to the value of about £1.45. Perhaps if I didn't complete tax returns they'd get bigger?
ReplyDeleteI don't mind being disrupted. It sounds like fun.