THE VAT MAN COMETH

I keep starting riveting posts about Paris and Milan and grunge metal bands and then having to leave them half finished to go back to the gargantuan task of doing my VAT. 

Running one's own business is like having a baby - you long and long for it and imagine all the delights, and then discover when it's far too late to back out that reality is quite different, all sleepless nights and being up to your ears in poo. 

However, like having a baby,  I wouldn't necessarily recommend it, yet don't regret it for an instant.