Taxed

I’ve just filled in a tax return.  I hate them even though the accountant does all the difficult bits, unless you count the difficulty of finding information strewn around the house and internet hidden by forgotten passwords and boxes and folders!  Yes, I think the accountant’s bit is easier especially as most of my entries are £0.00 or -£something very small.  And a few interests  ranging from £0.23p to £1.78p.  So it seems a bit over the top to be able to lay claim to a ten figure ID number followed by a thirty one digit reference number.  In bold.  I suppose that’s so you don’t overlook it assuming that the IR computer had an attack of digital diarrhoea and threw up a lot of random numbers and letters.  (There’s a lot of it about.)

Then I went to Ikea and bounced up and down on mattresses and perched on the edges of beds*.  Came home with a chest of drawers, a shelf, a mini chest of drawers, yet another sharp kitchen knife and six glasses – oh and a chair.  This was really only a reconnaisance trip before taking Barney and the pick-up to buy the bed which I have chosen but which he will be permitted to discuss.  There’s no danger of him changing our** mind as by the time we’ve reached the bed he’ll only be fit for mumbling obscenities, and a bit of heavy lifting.  All he will be thinking about is how quickly he might escape.

And now we’re going to have a band practice.  As I’ve barely seen my fiddle since before Christmas this will use up what little there is left in my head and tomorrow I shall be ready for a quiet day minding the grandbaby.  When we saw her at Christmas, she was really getting the hang of toddling.  So probably I won’t have to spend much time jumping up and down tomorrow?  I mean she’ll be able to fetch things for herself won’t she?  I can just sit and admire.  Hmm.

I wonder if I’ll have time for a little, peaceful flat-un-packing tomorrow morning.  Or do I mean un-flat-packing?

I wanted to post more family photos but I can’t find them anywhere.  They must be lurking in a very safe place.  So here’s a couple more from the valley full of weather.

Goodnight.

*Well, no I didn’t actually bounce much but I did lie down on one and it was so nice I could have stayed there for the rest of the day quite happily.

**That’s the royal ‘our’.