Tis the season…

…to quote a Beatles classic. Ladies and gents, I give you “Taxman”:

Let me tell you how it will be
There’s one for you, nineteen for me
‘Cause I’m the taxman, yeah, I’m the taxman

Should five per cent appear too small
Be thankful I don’t take it all
‘Cause I’m the taxman, yeah I’m the taxman

If you drive a car, I’ll tax the street,
If you try to sit, I’ll tax your seat.
If you get too cold I’ll tax the heat,
If you take a walk, I’ll tax your feet.

Don’t ask me what I want it for
If you don’t want to pay some more
‘Cause I’m the taxman, yeah, I’m the taxman

Now my advice for those who die
Declare the pennies on your eyes
‘Cause I’m the taxman, yeah, I’m the taxman
And you’re working for no one but me.

Good tune, good lyrics, good humour.

Anyway, I’ve spent some time this evening getting all my receipts in order, so now I’ve just gotta do all the calculations, pop the numbers into Quicktax, and see what comes out.

The taxman cometh. Actually, it’s more accurate to say that the taxman’s been collecting over the course of the year, and hopefully he’ll give me a refund.

But that doesn’t sound nearly as dramatic.