Every cloud has a silver lining, even this big black disruptive one

SO THERE I was in Croke Park, to do workshops for Australians and New Zealanders who advise people on investments and pensions.

The type who used to be called wealth managers until parity of poverty broke out and “wealth” became a dirty word.

A major insurance company from Down Under had brought the highest performers of its customers among these financial advisors to Ireland as a Goodonya or Attaboy.