Today I have been thinking about … Tax.
Yep, everyone’s favourite certainty.
Damned tax, paying for my kid’s education, their health (everything from cream for ringworm to the two sets of grommets ops).
Damned tax, getting your bins picked up, even if it is once a fortnight and the recycling boxes get left out on the road and run over.
Damned tax, paying for every single thing that our Local Authorities get right once in a while.
Damned tax, funding for democracy. So much more than the quick hello to the missed friend on the way to the polling station; the buzz in the village.
Damned tax, from those who can afford to pay, generating money for benefits, which go to those who haven’t got enough to go around. That’s how it should be.
Unpublished-unagented-writer-who-parents-full-time-with-tiny-life’s personal tax bill? Well, it’s zero.