From under the piles of defunct VAT reciepts creeps Reginald Molehusband......terror of the tax-manipulating public....oppressor of the creative accountant....love-slave of the fearsomely large Mrs Molehusband."It's not my fault" he whined in strangulated Thames Estuary accents "the office said we had to embrace new work-styles and rationalise our property budgets by working from home......but the missus won't allow me back in during the day"