My name is Roger and I’ll be your blogger today.
Some of you might know me from previous experience in the wide worlds of publishing and verbal tomfoolery. For those who haven’t run across me, I thought I’d take the time to introduce myself. Apparently, I’m an acquired taste; here’s your chance to acquire it. I’ll be appearing regularly in this space until the Internet is full or I report some inconvenient truth and have to spend the rest of my life in Moscow airport.
This, then, is my story. Well, it’s a story.
For more than 30 years, I’ve written about music and finance. I also write humour, on a good day, and bilious rants when something gets on my nerves.
What qualifications do I have for the job? Buckets of ’em. I’m more qualified than the audit report of the European Union. I’m English. I’m a Fellow of the Institute of Chartered Accountants in England and Wales, a Member of the Chartered Institute of Management, and a Fellow of the Institute of Financial Accountants. The eagle-eyed will have noticed that it must be my birthday, for I’m two jolly good fellows.
So much for the book-larnin’. I was the CFO of an English life insurance company at 23 years old, and the managing director of a shipping and commodity trading company based in Bermuda by the time I hit 35, at which point I retired. For a few years, a Swiss girlfriend and I lived in a Volkswagen van in North America and friends’ houses throughout Europe: best years of my life.
Fulfilling a lifetime’s ambition, I came out of retirement to work in Bermuda as a middle-aged cub reporter in 1993. Simultaneously, following Hurricane Andrew, the world of insurance rearranged itself and a number of new, giant reinsurance companies arrived in Bermuda. In the succeeding 20 years, I had a front row seat and a backstage pass to the creation of a global insurance industry.
Ever since, I have made a living working both sides of the street. I have followed Damon Runyon’s sage advice: “Always try to rub up against money, for if you rub up against money long enough, some of it may rub off on you”. Newspapers and magazines have bought my work, as have insurance companies, banks and professional firms. I’ve written about 25,000 published articles; more annual reports than there are years in my age; menus; political speeches; videoscripts; corporate histories and humour books. In the past year, Fate has forcibly declared me excess to global requirements, i.e. I’ve retired.
In my contributions to Olderhood, I’ll try to educate and amuse. If you want to, contact me: I undertake to answer every e-mail you send me, either directly, or by way of commentary.