Memo to Brown and Darling
Hie yourselves to Douglas, as the good people of the Isle of Man are hosting a financial training programme for governments:
NB - I know the IoM has got caught up in the Iceland banking collapse, but they have made rather less of a hash of it all than the dynamic duo.
As a footnote, the economic adviser to the Commonwealth Secretariat rejoices in the glorious name of Constance Vigilance. I am not making this up.
The course only takes two weeks and is residential, and promises to teach you much. Really, we can spare you - and doubtless an awful lot less damage would be turn to the economy in your absence.
"A five-year training programme for 100 government officials from small states which will focus on financial management and negotiating skills has been announced.The programme is expected to strengthen the financial sector and negotiating ability of small states, to foster a well-governed and regulated environment conducive to the effective use of public funds and private sector investment.
The programme will include training on sound regulatory practices, financial legislation, the role of the courts, tax policy, public sector reform, and improving the performance of government agencies in the financial sector".
NB - I know the IoM has got caught up in the Iceland banking collapse, but they have made rather less of a hash of it all than the dynamic duo.
As a footnote, the economic adviser to the Commonwealth Secretariat rejoices in the glorious name of Constance Vigilance. I am not making this up.
Labels: Commonwealth, The Worst Prime Minister Since Goderich
I actually spent my early childhood living in the Isle of Man. Went back there for a visit last year. The place is like a ghost town. Businesses shut, those that exist are overpriced and empty. The tax exiles no longer spend their money there. They may know how to save money there but definitely haven't a clue how to stimulate an economy.
Croydonian said... 9:04 pm
Can't say I know a lot about the place, but I always think of a poem by John Cooper Clarke about the place when I see the name.
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