From TV licencing. I’m under investigation. I’m soooo scared.
So, the one a month thing does seem to bear out. This one is a new one for me. A couple of things, here. Firstly, they were addressing me by name when I failed to renew my notification that I didn’t need a licence. Now I’m the occupier. That investigation is going well.
As always, there is no need to tell them anything. Mrs L elect is new to all of this, so I have primed her should we get a visit and I’m not around.
Knock, knock
Who’s there?
TV licensing.
No thankyou, goodbye.
Despite their threats, no one is under any obligation to communicate with them anymore than they are under any obligation to communicate with Netflix or the DVLA if you don’t have a driving licence or Defra if you don’t have a rod licence. What these people are doing is attempting to obtain money with threats. That’s extortion. I don’t behave well when threatened with extortion. I certainly don’t pay up. So, TVL, read my lips: Fuck off and die.
I suspect that you are going to enjoy yourself while dealing with these clowns. Why isn’t this stuff considered to be harassment? Any other organisation would find itself being prosecuted for indulging in this kind of behaviour.
The more they have to send people to visit, the less money they have to spend transmitting woke crap or government propoganda.
The BBC pays Capita about £90m per annum to collect the tax, which is only about 2% of the money they pickpocket from the British. They still have plenty left over to spend on far-left programming.
Yet to have a visit, they can’t get near the house due to locked gates and the dogs (reason for gates) will be going ballistic anyway, once i know its the TV licence salesman i won’t be telling ’em to shut up
Mrs can be somewhat more acidic than i, don’t envy the poor sod who gets to enjoy that meeting.
Don’t forget it is C(r)apita who carry this out for the BBC.
Last time I had “a visit”, I told him to get off my property and escorted him when he dawdled. He was angry, but no consequences. Probably knew he should have just followed my instruction, as he was obliged to do.
I wonder how many of our New Britons from Nigeria and Pakistan pay the TV tax.
This has been aired before, but on a show-by-show basis, how much would you pay for any BBC programmes if it was subscription based?
As someone who watches two quiz shows a week, when I can remember them being on (and both only running for a few months out of the year) I reckon my telly tax works out about £2 a show. In today’s inflationary world, it’s admittedly not even the price of a cup of tea in the local cafe. But I don’t have the choice of deciding what I am paying for. I strongly suspect I have to pay for employing lefty activists in the news department and people grumbling at each other on a cardboard cut out suburb of London, as well as yet more celebs being flown out to exotic places to be filmed tucking into the local cuisine.
So can we agree, Beeb, on 50p a quiz show—and I promise I won’t listen to a word your news people utter. Honest.
Wife likes watching sport and the horse racing. I like the cricket and watch quite a lot of You Tube videos. When I was ill recently and couldn’t go in my wood shop, I sat under a duvet watching old episodes of The New Yankee Workshop. I do like the odd quiz show but if I had a choice about subscribing to the BBC I certainly wouldn’t sign up for it. Of course they know that don’t they, hence the compulsory nature of the licence fee. If they had to compete for subscribers their output would have to change.
I’ve not had a TV license since the 1990’s. I ignore all the letters and I have had three visits. One was escorted by Plod. I simply tell them I don’t need a TV license, they ask to come in to check, I refuse and then say goodbye.
The one with Plod was more interesting, I ignored the TV guy and asked Plod what could I do for him. I then asked why he was escorting him and that I also chased up customers for money. How did I get someone like him to escort me around. All the time the TV guy was trying to talk. Plod basically fobbed me off with I am only obeying orders. In the end I told the TV guy that I didn’t need one and then asked them both to leave.
I had no issues with any of them, they were not annoyed nor aggressive. They asked the questions and went when I said I didn’t need one.
I stopped getting reminders in the early 2010s but moving house recently has triggered them all again.
Should there be a next time, you might usefully remind the copper that “only obeying orders” didnt work out so well at Nuremburg.
We too have a ‘licence fee’ here in Ireland. Although if any ‘enforcement officers’ turn up, I will smugly point up at the roofline of my house and challenge them to find an aerial capable of picking up RTE.
Did watch some RTE ‘news’ while having lunch out on a road trip on Friday. Dreadful. Useless propaganda repeated every fifteen minutes. Which felt like ample vindication of my choice not to use my 42″ widescreen as a live-to-air TV.
The BBC used to be the same on their ‘news’ channels back in the early 2000’s. Not worth watching.
BBC lying about hurricanes as part of their ongoing promotion of the climate change fraud.
https://notalotofpeopleknowthat.wordpress.com/2024/12/01/no-bbc-atlantic-hurricane-season-did-not-break-records/