Its such a bummer ... it looks as though I will have to work for the next 30 or 40 years .. thus reads the caption of the New Yorker blogged this morning. And how true it all is and comedy and literature reflect realism as so many of us felt that the way ahead was peppered with good news and at the end of every tunnel was the light of day, the mountain of paperwork would disappear and the dust clouds would evaporate into the atmosphere. However, its incumbent upon the writer to say I started working at 17 and have been worked ever since so when I got my official retirement awards I thought the end was in sight that my working days were at an end, not so as according to the Tax Man I have worked so The Tax Man taxed me once again, how miserable they are in this country, but I did read Our Play (partners: Professor Melek and Mrs Stella Thompson BA (Hons) PGCE Qualified Teacher Status Turkish/UK) at a private school here in Southern England so .. I work and looks like I will be working for next 20 years!
Thanks New Yorker this is the perfect way to start the day ... with work for pay!