I got home, blogged about my inability to type the letter "i" in certain circumstances and talked to the garage. The electronic handbrake button fell off my VW. It has been faulty for some years but long experience with cars has taught me to put certain …
I got home, blogged about my inability to type the letter "i" in certain circumstances and talked to the garage. The electronic handbrake button fell off my VW. It has been faulty for some years but long experience with cars has taught me to put certain things off as long as possible. As I sat in the car and looked at the gap where it used to be, I wondered why I hadn't had it fixed before. And why I always let these things build up.
The answer, when i spoke to the garage, was plain. It is going to cost me £130 plus VAT at 20%. I love VAT. After taxing my income using Income Tax and National Insurance the Government then charges me 20% on a lot of the stuff I buy with what remains. That's without all the other hidden taxes. And if you save money, despite all this tax, they will tax the money you leave, even though you have already been taxed on it. Yes, we do get some good services for our money, though if you save your money (see above) you do lose out as you are expected to pay for things that are given free to people who haven't bothered to save. However, "stand for election on a tax reform ticket" isn't on my list today.
So, to buy a shoddy piece of plastic, which broke with only light use, is going to cost me £130 plus £26 which the Government will doubtless squander on things like nurses and policemen and my pension, plus extra for fitting, and VAT on that cost too. No wonder the Government is loath to legislate on things being durable and repairable - they would lose a fortune in hidden tax.
I am now going to explore the fridge to see what sort of soup I am having for lunch and will think about what is for tea. It's cool today so I'm not thinking salad.
This afternoon, when the telephone queues are shorter I will ring the doctor and make my blood test appointment for next week.
After that I will spend ten minutes making more plans. At least they haven't found a way of taxing plans and dreams yet . . .
I just remembered, it is cauliflower cheese for tea. The cauli is looking a bit jaded and needs using. My memory is shocking these days.
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