We are RBCA
The origins of RBCA are in the creation of practice that centres around adding value to business owners. When we set up in 2010 we provided 100% advice-based services for a number of years. Due to the demand from customers in 2013, we started to develop our compliance services around the preparation of accounts and tax returns. Our audit services followed shortly thereafter. Our journey has allowed us to build a full-service practice using the latest best-in-class systems and processes from extensive market research and the comprehensive knowledge of our leadership team.
Why Choose RBCA
We are a high-quality growth Chartered Accountancy practice. We provide a full-service offering and are fully regulated by Chartered Accountants Ireland. This provides customers with confidence that we are fully trained, experienced, and capable of providing a quality service. If you are not happy there is also a formal complaints process.
In a rapidly changing world where there are pandemics, global conflicts, and all types of examples of poor leadership it’s great to know that you can turn to a trusted advisor for support that has a high level of integrity.
Our DNA is to consider your business needs and to offer real advice, opinions, and options that can make a difference to your long-term prosperity.
That could be planning to get a lower tax bill, providing assurance that your accounts are fully compliant with company laws, helping you get funding to buy that machine you need to expand, or helping you sell your business for maximum value. We want to add value to our customers.
The accountancy market has changed and continues to evolve. This can be daunting for customers. We have led the market in the adoption of cloud software, paperless working, and fast-friendly informal service models. For many customers, we have helped them on this journey by recommending and implementing systems alongside training and support. We continue to seek out the latest developments and as a customer of RBCA, you will hear about them first from us, being that tax changes or the latest application of AI to finance.
We have worked our way up. We understand what it is like to be small we also understand how hard it is to grow. We have worked in large organisations and understand the barriers to implementing change. We are in the business of making tax, accounting, and advice fun, friendly, and informal where we can because life is hard enough. If you don’t believe us, let us have a chat or call in and let us prove it.
We are excited to be working with high-performing businesses and help the government sustainably build economic wealth. We see RBCA growing substantially in the coming years as a challenger to the big guys and we would be delighted if you wanted to join us on the journey.
Our desire to continue to innovate and develop is at the forefront of what we do. We are researching products and solutions daily to enable us and you to develop. We are proud to be based in the centre of Belfast serving UK and Irish markets. We have lived through Belfast’s redevelopment as an emerging financial centre. At RBCA we are really proud to be building on building on Belfast’s industrial past. Based in an old flax building in Belfast historic linen quarter we are reinventing accounting in the way previous generations did with the pen.
Seamus Heaney
“Between my finger and my thumb
The squat pen rests; snug as a gun.
Under my window, a clean rasping sound
When the spade sinks into gravelly ground:
My father, digging. I look down
Till his straining rump among the flowerbeds
Bends low, comes up twenty years away
Stooping in rhythm through potato drills
Where he was digging.
The coarse boot nestled on the lug, the shaft
Against the inside knee was levered firmly.
He rooted out tall tops, buried the bright edge deep
To scatter new potatoes that we picked,
Loving their cool hardness in our hands.
My grandfather cut more turf in a day
Than any other man on Toner’s bog.
Once I carried him milk in a bottle
Corked sloppily with paper. He straightened up
To drink it, then fell to right away
Nicking and slicing neatly, heaving sods
Over his shoulder, going down and down
For the good turf. Digging.
The cold smell of potato mould, the squelch and slap
Of soggy peat, the curt cuts of an edge
Through living roots awaken in my head.
But I’ve no spade to follow men like them.
Between my finger and my thumb
The squat pen rests.
I’ll dig with it.”
