Monday, 11 June 2012

Market jitters

Five crosses for this phrase because it makes me very, very, very, very, very cross.  Who are these people who raid pension funds, do complex money dealings that no-one else understands, give themselves fat bonuses and then get the jitters like some Victorian maiden with the vapours? I'm the one who should be jittery: it is my money they play with - what there is of it! Yet I soldier on, baking ginger nuts to save cash and going to the gym to avoid expense to the NHS. I'm not lying on a chaise longue sniffing smelling salts.  I am made of sterner stuff.

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