Do you know what year this is?

Had a bit of fun with banking today. As we are so often reminded, well I am at least, it is nearly the end of the tax year, and the last chance to use up our ISA allowance. So I'm going round all my bank accounts, finding all the bits of money I had squirrelled away to stop me sqandering it on Scout uniform and enamel badges with little yellow birds on them. The idea is to put it into my instant access ISA where more often than not it will earn much more interest, and still be available should I need it. I've even put the money I need to pay my credit card bill off in there.

But what boggled me, was that I'd chosen to transfer some of the money from an account at the same building society by internet, and pay in some in person in cash. I cheerfully handed my passbook and my huge wodge of cash over to the counter assistant. To find there is a problem.

It seems the computer doesn't want to update my book. Why? Because I'd made an internet transfer earlier this lunch hour and it needed some time to update. My book will be posted to me soon.

It was like the 21st century had never happened.

I'm begining to see what I got from my old fashioned high street bank with its low current account interest and stuffy image.