How did I ever manage to go out to work and hold down any kind of job which needed administrative work?
Every three months I have to submit a VAT return for our farm business (I do the ledger) and every three months I approach it as though I have never seen it before.
The language is foreign and I have a struggle. Perhaps it would be better if it were submitted every month, before my pea brain began to lose it. As it is, I struggle.
I suppose the plus side is that when I have finally understood what goes in which box and have completed it and the figures all balance, everything else falls into place. Rachel suggests this in her reply to my blog yesterday - you are quite right Rachel - get the rotten jobs out of the way first and then you can enjoy the rest.
My latest read (which I am trying to ignore on the bookshelf while I do more pressing jobs like this blog) is a jolly good one. If you are a Henning Mankell fan and have not read 'Kennedy's Brain' do look out for it. And while I am on the subject of books, if you are an Alexander McCall Smith fan and have not read his Isabelle Dalhousie books - then you are in for another treat there too.
The rain is just persistent today and it really feels as though Autumn has set in here in the Yorkshire Dales. The grass verges have gone to seed and are all brown. Apart from a few purple thistles and an awful lot of ragwort there is nothing much left flowering in the countryside and on the rowan and hawthorn trees the berries are rapidly turning to red. Seems as though the best of our wonderful Summer is over and the season of 'mists and yellow fruitfulness' may well be just beginning.