Follow us. Prospects looking a little precarious right now? Perhaps you escaped the latest office cull, but there's no guarantee your job will be around this time next year.
As for a bonus, unless you're a golden man at Goldman Sachs, you can forget it. It wasn't long ago that early retirement beckoned, courtesy of a pension fattened by the fruits of your financial wizardry. That is, the proceeds of property flipping when the market could only go one way. Now the bank won't let you forget about the 90 per cent mortgage on that maisonette in an area of south London that never really up-and-came.
How to fund that investment - don't even think of calling it an asset - when even a hair-cut is looking like a discretionary expense? Chin up, chaps.
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