Wealthy hypocrites, whose first thought when the tax bills land is for them to flee the UK, are a disgrace, says Brian Reade, and they should be helping the next generation here

I’ve just completed my annual tax return which felt like an hour-long digital rectum exam conducted by a doctor with a finger thicker than his fist. I messed up seven times, was held up for 10 minutes because I kept ­incorrectly writing nothing (It’s £0 and only £0), threw my laptop against the wall once and reached for the whisky bottle at the end when told how much I owe. But then I thought “at least that’s over for another year” and moved on.

What I didn’t think, as an increasing number of those who worship at the altar of Mammon are thinking, is “those robbing socialists have taxed me a few quid more just t

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