hen I was a kid, my mum was always worrying about money. The house was strewn with lists of incomings and outgoings, usually scribbled on the back of envelopes that had arrived containing final demands. She was a single parent surviving on a part-time secretary’s salary plus the government’s ‘family allowance’ payments. I’m not saying we were poverty-stricken – we always had food to eat – but money was the source of constant anxiety. From an early age I
