There is no avoiding it. I must get my taxes done. With only a few days left to submit before incurring the wrath of Revenue Canada, I have turned my thoughts toward taxes … and chocolate.
I am actually whinging undeservedly, because all I really have to do is get my books in order, and take them in to my accountant.
I have the loveliest accountant in the world, whose patience and sense of humour have proven invaluable over the last twenty-odd years of dealing with an actor. [Read more…]