Yes, I remember the tax investigation I had about 10 years ago when my wife and I ran a Guest House.
"Don't feel picked on" my accountant said " you were just unlucky to get picked out of the hat"
F**king unlucky I would say.
This basta.....................tax inspector did his best to catch me out and my gob was totally smacked when he told me that the amount (sounds comical now) of sausages, bacon and especially eggs did not match the room receipts. I couldn't believe it!!!! He had actually quoted me the number of eggs we had bought in a year and asked me to explain the "anomaly". Let me repeat that he had actually counted up exactly how many eggs we had bought in a year. All I can say is F**king Hell.
Anyway, in the end he had to accept my "egg" eggplanation, but the bas....... I mean tax inspector was determined to wring some money out of me and screwed me to the tune of an extra £6,500 and cut our "private food use" food budget down for the future.
Yes, I have fond memories of tax inspectors, Yaroo! you fat owl.