My daughter’s financial future is in jeopardy. I blame Croatia. And England. (And Brazil and Germany and…)
‘In football, everything is complicated by the presence of the opposite team.’ Jean-Paul Sartre Кто не рискует, тот не пьет шампанского. (‘If you don’t risk, you don’t drink champagne.’) I love blaming others. Especially when it’s not my fault. I won’t hesitate to throw people under the bus. Does this make me a bad person? Probably. So, even though I decided at the start of the World Cup that I was going to let fate determine how I would invest for my daughter’s future – I mean, that’s not a terribly irresponsible thing to do at all! – I am still not going to take responsibility for coming up with such an absurd idea. It’s not my fault – simply, the wrong teams made it to the semifinals and then the final. How was I to know? (This is a follow-on from my last post . If you haven’t yet read that, then the following will probably make little to no sense. Unlike most of my posts, which make perfect sense and are always clear, logical and easy to follow.) I won’t ge...