Confessions of a Hedonist OR How I became Financially Independent Slowly & Against ALL Odds.

Dear Goddess of Frugality in FIRE heaven. Please forgive me for I have sinned. Please spare my mortal soul Goddess from eternally burning in consumerist hell for I didn’t always keep the faith. I haven’t always lived frugally Goddess. I confess that I’ve committed every possible crime against the holy disciplines of penny pinching. In …

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The strange case of Dr Heart Attack & Mr Healthy OR How I discovered vegan messianism.

 “When the facts change, I change my mind. What do you do, sir?” -John Maynard Keynes. Well John, I accept the new facts and I explode into action. That’s what I do. And here’s a little story to go with it. It starts at first with a cruise controlled 120 mph smooth rider Dr Heart …

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How to earn a £100,000 eating and drinking like a boss.

Not only that, but whilst spending below the UK household monthly average food bill. Oh, and while maintaining a healthy weight and sustaining a physically active lifestyle including 5 workout a week. And no. This isn’t your ‘best job on the planet’ job advert where you get sold on a do nothing but lay on …

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Future me meets past me in a bar OR how I came to discover F-you money / Conversations with my younger self about financial freedom.

Image by Mobilos / Wikicommons FM: Here, sit down. I poured you this glass of ice-water.  PM: What? Who the hell are you and where in God’s name did you suddenly appear from??  FM: I’m me. Which is to say you. Future you. You can call me FM. That’s future me. And you are past …

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Hippy dad, Upside Down dad, the new normal, and what has bad ass Al Capone to do with any of this anyway / Reflections from the bunker.

Jogging in the park yesterday evening, just outside my home, and whilst carefully social distancing of course by dodging other joggers, dogwalkers and whole families on an evening walk, it became crystal clear to me that a new normal has settled in. Life in lockdown clearly has its phases. The infamous “Storm the toilet paper …

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