It’s late and I’m in a horrid horrid mood.

Oh Darling Hearts

Budget Day!

Oh wait, no, that’s right.
I don’t heart Budget Day, I hate it.
(I thought that first bit looked a bit funny.)

It was my first time working wherever-it-is-that-I-work in the huge sprawling amorphous blob of New Zealand’s government (including opposition and periphery.) on Budget Day and it was not fun. It was frantic and tense. I do not heart frantic and tense.

p.s. it was also my first time ever paying any attention to the Budget at all. Talk about one extreme to the other.
p.p.s. I am a political Switzerland. I have no opinion about politics at all. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.


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