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i worked for them when they were known as Andersen Consulting. Reet bunch of cowboys. What was wrong with them? I had them down on the list of organisations that would potentially have the pleasure of employing me. Have no idea what they're like to work for, but consultancy is a license to print money. Worked with a lad at my old company that had worked for KPMG and specialised in consultancy relating to SAP (the heyooge accountancy application). Anyway he'd left and gone freelance. He lives in Tenerife and just does various projects whenever he gets the phonecall and charges an absolute packet for his services. I imagine you could do similar with 6 or 7 years at Accenture on your CV.

I don't think he figured. It did help Ginola's cause that he went onto play for a London club. But it also helped his cause that he went on to play WELL for that London club, winning the PFA Player of the Year award in the process. He was just a better player than Robert.

Remember Dickeeeeens Home Improoovement Hypermaaaarket! Duh derrrr duh!

That's a bit kinda fricken rude. So is bringing up shows from the WB network. The Gilmore Girls is enough to make anyone want to vomit. Is that on WB?

Aye, that's the one. Actually though, come to think of it, it was the one at Gosforth she worked at. Just ignore me.

DK is absolutley GAGGING for a stat-attack!

My sister used to work in Asda. Was it the one at Four Lane Ends. You might have been [american accent]co-workers[/american accent].

I was able to get 6 of Prison Break on one burn.. It thinks it's good!

No bother. There might be some arrangement he can come to re charging rent, but obviously that would be a long term thing and would be taxable income. You're best off talking to someone who deals in personal tax issues though cos I've not dealt with anything like this since my exams 6 or so years ago.

http://www.hmrc.gov.uk/leaflets/cgtfs1.htm#b13 Have a look there. The exemption for 2006/7 is £8,800 so basically take the market value of the house, less what he paid for it, take off your £8,800 and he's liable for tax on the rest.

HF, if it's not his main residence he'll be liable to pay CGT, and they won't calculate it based on the price he sells it to your mam at. It'll be calculated based on the market value of the property, which by the sounds of it could be a canny bit compared to purchase price.

Cheers I see your point I suppose. How does it work if she pays full whack and then he just transfers the difference back to her? Would that gift be deemed taxable? I think it only becomes taxable in the event of his death if he dies within the next 7 years. If he makes it through the next 7 years without biting it then there are no tax implications. Is this his main residence he's selling btw? Or is it a second property?

I haven't told them yet. Bit scared of the woman that's arranging it all tbh. I'll maybe send her an email later.

Me too. Tall, skinny and gobby so the teacher used to make me be a prop with a big fuckoff grin on his face cos he knew how much I hated it.

I did work experience at Northern Rock. Pretty much involved packing envelopes with those shit loan offers you get through the post for a fortnight. I made it out to be a huge thing on my CV though and the lass at PwC was lapping it up in my interview.

Actually, I think what I'm talking about related to inheritance tax and capital gains. So I'm not sure why your brother has to sign something in this instance. Although, it's probably just because he's selling an asset at a discount which would have to preclude him from declaring bankruptcy in the near future. Imagine if you were in financial difficulties and wanted to get shot of any assets prior to declaring, so that they weren't seized by creditors. Selling a house off cheap to a relative would be a good way of doing this and leaving yourself with less assets to pay off your creditors, whilst keeping the house in the family (your mam could sell it back to him once the dust has settled). Makes sense really.

OH! Forgot. I worked in a spar on Coatsworth Road in Gateshead. Me and a lad from school both worked there. I wasn't allowed on the till basically cos I wasn't Indian and was therefore not to be trusted. Ironically, my mate who was Indian and therefore could work on the till would nick up to £100 from it every Saturday. If he hit the jackpot (£100) I used to get a payoff too.

I did my work exp at the local Mercedes garage. There was literally nothing to do so he gave me a box of car keys and told me to check that they all match up with the cars on the forecourt, just for the sake of it. I'm not sure I would even have trusted you with THAT, Ally.

Such a simpleton, Alex. When's this Christmas thing btw? They've planned a day at the races with work on the 16th, but I'll give it a miss if something's going on with the board. In fact I'll give it a miss anyway to see us play Watford.

Aye, ancient that one, I'm afraid.

Aye I didn't like cross country. I was alright at sports in school though so there wasn't that much I really didn't like. Backward rolls in gym were a pisser.

Financial Accountant for a large chemicals company.

I vaguely remember something like this from when I did my chartered exams, but I can't remember the details. Sorry!

"Ramp up". My old boss used to use that as part of his management speak repertoire. Him: It's about time we ramped things up on that front. Me: Whatever.

Have you started your star jumps yet?