I have just finished filling in my tax return. My brain hurts. I've never had to do one before (I've got to do one this year because of all the freelance writing stuff, and because I'm far too honest, which is a once-a-Catholic thing, I guess). The freelance bit was easier than I thought it'd be because my accounts are hardly extensive, but all the shares-and-interest bit just went way over my head. I ended up phoning Simon to ask him something that I thought was fiendishly complicated, but which was actually very straightforward - or so he maintained. How come you don't know all this stuff? he asked. I went all childish and asked him if he knew what iambic pentameter was. Iambic pentameter's not really a lifeskill, though, is it? he replied. Grrr.





Yay, you deserve a medal. Or an ice cream. You choose.
I've got to do mine soon, although it's a nice short one compared to last years one