If my husband were alive today we would be moving to Hong Kong or Singapore. The welcome mat for skills is still out in (more exciting) Asia. Or, for that matter, in Switzerland. As it is, I am in London, working with a financial industry that is hated, in a country where top rate tax payers will pay a rate over 50 per cent.
But that number, as was pointed out to me by a hedge fund CEO at a dinner party last week, does not take into account VAT, stamp duty, petrol tax and the myriad of other ways the Government gathers its funds. The annual percentage take from the six people gathered in that room was going to come to between 63 per cent and 75 per cent depending on whether moving house was part of the equation.