Herself and I got letters this morning.
This was slightly disturbing as both letters looked identical apart from the names and both were from Revenue.
Bugger! I hate letters from Revenue as they rarely [i.e. never] tell me that they owe me something and usually mean they are taking something away. Maybe they has discovered some of my past “creative accounting” and were going to bill me for €10 arrears plus €5,000 penalties and €10,000 interest?
I opened mine first with some trepidation. This was not going to be pretty.
It was my “Covid Certificate”.
What the fuck? Why was this coming from Revenue? It had a lot of information on it which made no sense whatsoever apart from my name and date of birth. Most of the space was taken up by a large version of one of those QR code thingies. It looked like a large stamp designed by someone on a massive dose of Mescaline. It’s the biggest code I have seen yet. I am totally baffled.
Herself’s was identical to mine. It means we have now crossed the boundaries in our two-tier society and are now members of The Elite. We can now fuck off on our holidays abroad if we so wish and can even enter a pub [if and when they open]. I can now sit inside a restaurant and smirk smugly at all the younger people who have to remain outside.
Apartheid is alive and well in Ireland.
And I have just joined the White Minority.