Before the Chancellor stands up to deliver his Budget speech today at 12.30pm, I would like him to read a letter and a poem.
Here is the letter...
And here is the poem - Philip Larkin's 1972 poem, GOING, GOING.
I thought it would last my time -
The sense that, beyond the town,
There would always be fields and farms,
Where the village louts could climb
Such trees as were not cut down;
I knew there'd be false alarms…