In my forties every thing changed. Over quite a short period time, and without the process being planned (even if the conviction that drove that process was very clear) tax justice and economic campaigning almost literally took over my life, giving me a purpose that I had never enjoyed before, much as I enjoyed my commercial career.
What then? I became a blogger. And twitter followed. And research. And writing. And books. Plus television and radio. But all if it for a reason: to effect change on behalf of those who lose from the current structure of the world’s economic system. That is the unambiguous goal.
Not quite. Murphy Deeks Nolan had to be sold as that divorce (cannot recall whether from Deeks or Nolan) meant that everyone wanted their capital back. So there was a little interregnum then that led to those famed Observer articles on how to create a services company for your nanny etc. At which point, realising that making a living as a freelance is more difficult than it looks, there was a hunt around for some paying bandwagon to leap aboard.
But then I am such a terrible cynic, aren’t I?