I was going to write a scathing critique on Rachel reeves’s already stale budget, and in order to fortify me for such a dispiriting task I decided that a milkshake should prop me up. Except I was considering whether or not I needed to cash in part of my ISA, until it was Governmentally revealed to me I didn’t need to worry about building up my cash ISA, as it wasn’t going to be allowed…
So I headed out to the local supermarket to buy my sugar heavy, milk based product, only to find that William, the helpful student who was moonlighting at the supermarket to try and pay down his sizable student loan, (which he had complained incessantly to me about, as he actually had to sit on the stairway of the lecture theatre, so full were the classes now)… Anyway, today was William’s last day, as Michael the store owner couldn’t afford his 8.5% pay rise… Or the freezing of his NIC’s contributions..
Never mind Michael!! I’ll just import my milkshake from Belgium. “I wouldn’t if I were you,” said Michael… “Because customs clearance takes so long, the stock is past its best by the time it gets here!”
Sigh…
#no-growth #budget #taxthresholds #labourmarket #Chancellor
