The Fox and the Polar Bear
Day 351 - Tax
Oh dear. Mr Tom's taxes are due. After finally conceding he was probably going to have to pay them, he set about preparing his accounts.
One, possibly two, minutes later he did what did what any sensible boy would. Hey summoned the so called resident tax expert to make a stab at the mind boggling form. No surprises she ballsed it up.
Not wishing to conceded defeat she summoned her crack team of financial advisors; Mr Fox and Mrs PB!
Unsurprisingly Mr Fox, in precisely the same amount of time that it took Mrs PB to fashion a rather fetching cloak from the receipts, had made mince meat of the form.
Day 351 - Tax
Oh dear. Mr Tom's taxes are due. After finally conceding he was probably going to have to pay them, he set about preparing his accounts.
One, possibly two, minutes later he did what did what any sensible boy would. Hey summoned the so called resident tax expert to make a stab at the mind boggling form. No surprises she ballsed it up.
Not wishing to conceded defeat she summoned her crack team of financial advisors; Mr Fox and Mrs PB!
Unsurprisingly Mr Fox, in precisely the same amount of time that it took Mrs PB to fashion a rather fetching cloak from the receipts, had made mince meat of the form.