Dear Mr Taxman

I find it amusing that many contributors have decided that because Guthrum, one of our authors here at Old Holborn, has decided to move his business abroad, he is in some way unpatriotic.

It isn’t. He is effectively putting the labour of his employees outside of the grasp of Brown’s voracious appetite for stealing their hard earned money.

I am also moving my business abroad. I have spent the last month setting up my business in Zug, Switzerland. Outside of the reach of both the EU and Brown. The eye watering wages of my staff will no longer be plundered by Brown to finance his ridiculous Ponzi scheme, the tentacles of the unelected EU commission will not dictate to me who and where I reach agreement with and the profit of my and many others labour will make them rich, not him.

This is not unpatriotic. This is Patriotic.

I want Brown to starve. I want him bankrupt. I want him cold and shivering, scared, alone and destitute. I know that if I give him the chance to spend every penny I have, he will. So he’s not getting any. Like a feral, antisocial teenager, addicted to Buckfast, he’s going to have to go cold turkey.

You do not have my consent or obedience Brown, and now, you do not have my money either.

In fact, you have nothing from me but my total and utter contempt. Which I give freely and in abundance.

You’re welcome.

(Ps. Lee and Donna, Shitcreek Estate, Basildon. Don’t take it personally, but pay your own fucking bills in future. I no longer see the sense in paying you to sit on your arses all day getting fatter just because my money and Gordon Brown spending it all said you could)

Do your bit. Starve Brown.