Was sent into a blind fury today by my long-time accountant after discovering a significant liability he had be dealing with through the ostrich school of accountancy: put it in a filing cabinet and hope it’s forgotten. I have my theory as to how this happened and it’s not a flattering one to him – that he dealt with my finances as he would with those of a housewife or hobbyist, not someone who actually works for a living. If this is true, it’s the misogyny that left me in a tearing rage, even more than the liability and presumed incompetence. But I’m going to see him tomorrow to be walked through my accounts since 2004 to work out where the problem actually was. And I’ve lined up a more professional backup accountant so I can switch if need be.
Had tea today with my father’s friend, a political scientist and ambassador from a major political family. A very sweet fellow, but definitely one who breathes the you-scratch-my-back-I’ll-scratch-yours air.