Don't look now because they have just updated it - but I noticed on the HMRC website home page last week that the "What's new" section appeared to be offering news of the regional employer NIC holiday announced in the July Budget.
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I see over on Any Answers that the going rate for filing a VAT return online for a client is between £15 and £50 per return.
I hope it's not a foretaste of the impending Government spending cuts, but HMRC seem to be less than their usual "efficient" at the moment.
I have thought this for some time but never formalised the notion. If you look at your client list, I am sure, like me, you can identify a number of people and businesses that can really be called clients.
My annual deal to provide our local newspaper with a weekly 'advertorial' is coming up for renewal, and I really wonder if it's worthwhile.
Yes, another advertisement arrived in the post today offering me further opportunities to attend an acting course.
This time it's the intriguingly titled "Acting in Niche Areas".
And if so, at what level?
The question seems to come round each year around this time. We're flat out with work, there seems to be more than last year, and sooner or later someone is going to moan "we could do with another pair of hands around here"!
It's panic month. VAT-registered traders who now have to file online are now due to file their 30 June 2010 quarter returns - which is tricky if they haven't registered for online filing yet.
Continuing the theme of the practice of the (very near) future, I was going to mention automated import of tax return data - when I saw that Charles Verrier has written on the very same point today.
I get the impression no-one's really taking this very seriously.
When I had the audacity the other day to suggest that accountants might need to look to a future that didn't involve them actually preparing accounts I was met with - well, incredulity would be a polite way of putting it.