Great times indeed. Different times. The solicitors would expect to walk into some silent, sleepy office like their own and instead they'd be faced with something akin to a stock-exchange floor. When they saw me they'd look frantically around for the man in the suit ......or perhaps for some means of escape;)

We were wild kids with a lot of money and no thought for the future. We once hired a castle in the country and helicopters to take us there. Another time we got a plane to Amsterdam and stayed in the 5-star Krasnapolsky hotel, all 50 of us, many who'd never been outside Ireland before.

Listen, if we both keep up this learning from each other lark, at least we'll both go to the grave as geniuses!