Yesterday came home to find a letter from the tax man asking £2000 odd. Not, good, not good at all. Why don't the buggers check the paper work properly before sending heart stopping letters out? Been having similar trouble all year, leave me alone you fools! You speak very slowly to them on the phone and they STILL DON'T TAKE ANY NOTICE. Think I sorted it out, if not someone may be found with small nibble marks about they're person (I train the ferrets as we speak). Spending the day painting portrait of the sadly departed Steel, dwarf alsation and wonder dog and shopping. it's a hard life...
Mood - subdued
Music - What Andy's playing downstairs