On Sunday, my gf finally forced me to sit down and fill in my pension form. For various reasons which I won’t go into, it has taken me a long time to do this and take advantage of my (teeny tiny) employer contribution. Imagine my dismay therefore when I discover that no sooner have I… Continue reading If you want some of my pension Vince, you could just ask…
Month: February 2009
Gethsemane: feel the fear (SPOILERS)
I went to see Gethsemane by David Hare at the National Theatre last night. Political drama is always hard to get right, and even harder to keep politicos content. Even so, I was particularly disappointed. The basic plot (spoilers) revolves around the teenage daughter of the Home Secretary being gang raped by a group of… Continue reading Gethsemane: feel the fear (SPOILERS)
When is a wunch not a wunch?
Courtesy of David Cameron this week, we now know there are two types of city financier. The first, epitomised by Sir James Crosby, is the sort of shyster that only a Prime Minister with a serious lack of judgement would dream of putting in a senior role. The second, epitomised by Sir David Freud, is… Continue reading When is a wunch not a wunch?