Our Department of Theft and Highway Robbery have produced a map.
It is supposed to simplify the onerous task of trying to value our properties.
Now believe it, or believe it not, this map contains seven different colours, each colour representing a different band. In its own way, it represents our gubmint parties – they think they are different but in practice they are all exactly the same, so no one can tell the difference.
Naturally I checked to see what value they placed on my property. I like to know just how much Property Tax I won’t be paying after all. They valued The Manor at €200,001 which is a bit of a cheek. I nipped out yesterday with an old sheet of marine-ply and covered over the passageway between us and Them Next Door so now we are semi-detached, which apparently drops the value by €50,000.
So they reckon on a value of €150,001, do they? They have a fucking nerve and I wouldn’t sell for that even in a fit of madness. The “Herb Garden” alone is worth several times that. There again, we originally bought the place at auction Way Back When, for £1000 [plus 2/6 for the rain water barrel] so it’s still giving a good return on our investment, even if the rain water barrel has long since disintegrated.
So now I am waiting for my personalised letter of valuation that they are supposed to be sending out to every house in the country.
I won’t hold my breath.
I’m still waiting on the free iodine tablets that they were supposed to have sent me years ago.