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Travelled back to Scotland
Sep. 5th, 2022 11:33 amI am already settled back in to life in the flat here in Aberdeen. I was relieved that driving to Tesco on a rainy Sunday to stock up on many foods went fairly quickly and easily, that was encouraging. Still, lazily I overate rather in Taguig and, with returning from the tropics and being stricter about my food, on my quest to once again fit comfortably into my trousers, I am back to routinely feeling cold and hungry. I am used to that but, especially with such international travel and seeing all kinds of people and places, there's always a sense of wondering if I might like someone else's life, so long as my wife and kids could be along with me for that change.
It's not entirely clear I am back in Scotland: HMRC (who handle UK income tax) are now engaging a
The final leg of my journey, from Dublin Airport, wasn't the most impressive. I had to come all the way groundside to achieve the transit, though with no need to pick up my bag at the carousel. Then, the Loganair flight was substantially delayed, eventually we were taken out to look at our airplane for a while from the bus then, from inside the airplane, I got to watch through the window as they repeatedly loaded luggage, unloaded it, loaded different luggage, etc. They seemed quite cheerful about it all though, and I turned out to be one of those who won the lottery of having their bag come along. At least it was better than watching the handling at Manchester, where a guy would set the bags tumbling down a long metal staircase onto the concrete below, and that's the part they do in open view of passengers.
Setting out from Manila wasn't the most impressive either. That flight was also delayed and check-in was very slow given all the overseas workers who needed their employment documentation checked. My own check-in was less smooth than usual as, I think from what I could infer from the conversations in Filipino, they worked on the thorny question of if British citizens need a visa to visit Aberdeen.
It's not entirely clear I am back in Scotland: HMRC (who handle UK income tax) are now engaging a
specialist teamto convince their computer that, with my living in Aberdeen and working for an Edinburgh-based employer, I should be taxed as a resident of Scotland. The computer thinks differently. Welcome to software projects for the public sector, Her Majesty's Government has quite a record on commissioning those. An ex-colleague once had similar trouble, having their computer believe that they lived in England.
The final leg of my journey, from Dublin Airport, wasn't the most impressive. I had to come all the way groundside to achieve the transit, though with no need to pick up my bag at the carousel. Then, the Loganair flight was substantially delayed, eventually we were taken out to look at our airplane for a while from the bus then, from inside the airplane, I got to watch through the window as they repeatedly loaded luggage, unloaded it, loaded different luggage, etc. They seemed quite cheerful about it all though, and I turned out to be one of those who won the lottery of having their bag come along. At least it was better than watching the handling at Manchester, where a guy would set the bags tumbling down a long metal staircase onto the concrete below, and that's the part they do in open view of passengers.
Setting out from Manila wasn't the most impressive either. That flight was also delayed and check-in was very slow given all the overseas workers who needed their employment documentation checked. My own check-in was less smooth than usual as, I think from what I could infer from the conversations in Filipino, they worked on the thorny question of if British citizens need a visa to visit Aberdeen.
