 So once again it's my anniversary today and would you believe it is the exact same situation as last year. I'm in India, Habi is in London, there's a five and a half hour difference and it is tax return time. Habi is my accountant and even though this is a really complicated double tax system, he insists that he's the only one who can do it. It stresses him out like mad. He can't actually cope with most of it but he insists that nobody else knows how to do it and I am almost frightened to call him to wish him because I know how much Gyan I am going to get, how much chick chick chick I'm going to get and so my request to everybody is please find me a good accountant. Meri shadi bachalo bhaiya. Actually I think this is something that they should put on anniversary cards. Accountant batao shadi bachao. You know there's nothing quite as wonderful as a long-term relationship but there's also nothing quite as challenging as a long-term relationship. Wish me good luck with my tax returns and that will guarantee me another year of happiness in my marriage.