gaddafi

Touched by all this interest in my means of support

I 'work' as a management and training consultant. I speculate on property. I'll try most things if I think it will turn a profit. Anything except a conventional salaried job.

My friends work in the finance, entertainment and security businesses.

cheshire_carper

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Touched by all this interest in my means of support

gaddafi

Bro you probably could

It's really only Fools and Horses for higher stakes. You can't win 'em all, you just have to win much more than you lose.

I don't want or need the security of a conventional job. Some people do, not just because of their personality but because of commitments. Being divorced with no kids means I'm not accountable to anyone but myself and not responsible for anyone except me.

Two edged sword mate. Be very careful about picking that one up

But hey, how much further off topic can this thread go?

Nick Graves

Hey, Gaddafi,

I too believe that playing with property beats working for a living.

As long as your tenants only trash the decor, and not the structure, such as the roof?

(Contender for the LDV Vans tenuous link award?)

Mole

I have just read your reply to the car jacking advice and was going to have a guess that you had some security background. The baseball bat thing is so true, I used to live in a flat above a Spar shop with a few friends and it was broken into, I woke up and ran downstairs with a baseball bat in just my pants and they were still there, so when I got there I was stood swinging my mighty weapon thinking now what do i do. Now this may sound strange but I actually thought if I hit them with this it is going to do some serious damage. So I swore alot and made menacing faces hoping they would be intimidated into staying in the shop like good boys and waiting for the Police. Did they do this? did they f**k as like. They both came out rammed me with a trolly and guess what? I dropped the bat like a complete ponce and fell on the floor at which point one of them picked the bat up and luckily decided to run off rather than knock 57 bells out of me. I had all these visions of being hailed a hero in my local village and Spar allowing me a trolley dash as a reward.

Shipley

"with a baseball bat in just my pants "

I bet you sat that to all the girls