I have returned to the Peoples' Republic of Grangetown, Cardiff which is nowhere near Offa's Dyke. It was nice to have a bath and not pay for a night's accommodation BUT there was a letter awaiting me from HM Revenue & Customs informing me that I was not eligible for Working Tax Credits. I rang the Preston number which took me through to Scotland where I foolishly told Angela that I worked voluntarily. I had forgotten what I had put on the form three years ago when I voluntarily came off J.S.A because it was sending me 'doolally tap mun' applying for jobs that would not suit the sensitive soul that I am. I was meant to be Self-Employed which would have kept my £50.40 a week but "Loose Lips sink Ships" and once again "I've done it again Dad" so I'm back to red buttons again. Do I sign on again for J.S.A where my compulsory attendance every two weeks will see me stick Eeyore hooves in the ground! I am somebody for whom a Universal Basic Income would suit quite nicely thank you but it ain't gonna happen because tut Government want their pound of flesh. They want you dying paying their taxes so after spending 2 and a half weeks and 177 miles tramping to raise money for someone else it appears that now I will have to start raising money for my own charity. Welcome Home to the Charity begins at Home Charity.
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Thursday, 23 June 2016
Welcome Home
I have returned to the Peoples' Republic of Grangetown, Cardiff which is nowhere near Offa's Dyke. It was nice to have a bath and not pay for a night's accommodation BUT there was a letter awaiting me from HM Revenue & Customs informing me that I was not eligible for Working Tax Credits. I rang the Preston number which took me through to Scotland where I foolishly told Angela that I worked voluntarily. I had forgotten what I had put on the form three years ago when I voluntarily came off J.S.A because it was sending me 'doolally tap mun' applying for jobs that would not suit the sensitive soul that I am. I was meant to be Self-Employed which would have kept my £50.40 a week but "Loose Lips sink Ships" and once again "I've done it again Dad" so I'm back to red buttons again. Do I sign on again for J.S.A where my compulsory attendance every two weeks will see me stick Eeyore hooves in the ground! I am somebody for whom a Universal Basic Income would suit quite nicely thank you but it ain't gonna happen because tut Government want their pound of flesh. They want you dying paying their taxes so after spending 2 and a half weeks and 177 miles tramping to raise money for someone else it appears that now I will have to start raising money for my own charity. Welcome Home to the Charity begins at Home Charity.
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