I looked at the Mansion Tax proposals, thought for a minute, did my sums ... and then I shat myself
Jezza’s Sunday Times column is hidden away behind a paywall, but an enterprising Zelo Street reader has snapshots of the print edition available to me (see how that works, Rupe?) from which it is clear that The Great Man has been experiencing inadvertent bowel movements in reaction to the proposed Mansion Tax, which might make him a few thousand notes a year worse off. That’s as in a few thousand out of several millions.
“By no means of the imagination is it a mansion. But if we get Ed Miliband as Prime Minister he’ll say that it is and charge me £30,000 every year for the privilege of owning it”. And, as Jon Stewart might have said, two things here. One, Jezza has added a nought to the proposed Mansion Tax, which may be OK at the Murdoch press, but in the real world, that kind of dishonesty does not earn him any Brownie points.
Yes, Jezza, most of us who live out of town have to make do with a B&B when we’re in London. That includes most of those hardworking ST readers to whom you are preaching your steaming pile of bovine by-product. And the flat in Shepherds Bush is not even his second home: that is on the Isle Of Man. So we’re asked to sympathise with someone who owns a reassuringly expensive and diverse property portfolio.