I’ve got a series of increasingly persistent emails from the insurance company about getting a refund on my excess for the time that some twat drove into my car in an empty part of a car park then denied all knowledge of it.
Thing is, my car’s fixed, I didn’t have to pay an excess at the time, and I’m not out of pocket, so I can’t be arsed with all the phone call shite. This is almost certainly a terrible idea.
Also paying that tax bill that Hammond did me with.
This is my first year of having to do it so I’m not up on the specifics. Back of the envelope calculations say I’ve done about double what I need to (had a course that was worth silly hours per day)
Yeah, it’s quite easy for me to meet too (especially as I read lots of design/architecture blogs and books), but it’s the ballache of filling in the on-line record and assigning points to everything…