I chose to remain a domiciled taxpayer for a couple of reasons. The main one
was that I wanted my children to grow up where I grew up, to have proper
roots in a culture as old and magnificent as Britain’s; to be citizens, with
everything that implies, of a real country, not free-floating ex-pats,
living in the limbo of some tax haven and associating only with the children
of similarly greedy tax exiles.
A second reason, however, was that I am indebted to the British welfare state;
the very one that Mr Cameron would like to replace with charity handouts.
When my life hit rock bottom, that safety net, threadbare though it had
become under John Major’s Government, was there to break the fall. I cannot
help feeling, therefore, that it would have been contemptible to scarper for
the West Indies at the first sniff of a seven-figure royalty cheque. This,
if you like, is my notion of patriotism….
(via Chris Bertram)