... we did discuss the economic and political situation in the (rather empty) pub. A disturbing number of our mutual acquaintances seemed to be looking for new jobs or faced with the threat of redundancy or being asked to train their replacements from Mumbai. We also discussed the empty government coffers. Someone piped up that the latest government wheeze was that they were going to tax the fuck out of redundancy packages, because there were going to be so many of them.
Everyone went quiet.
The guy looked at our stunned expressions and then said, "Don't worry, it's a joke!"
We just looked at each other.
You know it's coming, don't you?