In September, I attended the graduation ceremony of my daughter Amy in London, along with hundreds of other proud parents. It was held in a large marquee in a smart, central London square and was certainly a day to remember.
I’ve had a bit of a bad run with parking fines lately and unfortunately not with the ‘nice’ transparent council ones. The ones I’ve been slapped with are the irritating ones issued for so-called offences on private land – which means the likes of hospitals, supermarkets and retail estates.
It’s time for me to bid Moneywise a very fond farewell. I’ve spent the past five years learning about money and how to take charge of my own personal finances as well as, hopefully, helping you to do the same. And what a five years it has been.
When I was thirteen I started collecting Marvel comics, inspired by my best friend who had a collection. To feed our hobby we used to head up to London to visit the handful of comic book stores that imported the American titles.
As a 16-year-old who's just finished her GCSEs, it's fair to say I have little to no financial awareness. Students of my age are being faced with our first fiscal problem: we're granted independence with money, yet we have no idea how to use it. When my handling of money extends to collecting pennies in a jar, it's clear that our school curriculum is lacking.
Before I bought my studio flat in Camden six years ago, I hadn’t given much thought to the disadvantages of buying a property leasehold – and in a large early Victorian house divided into five flats, owning the property freehold was not an option.
Before I became a homeowner, my dad warned me that my house would be a bottomless money pit. And boy, was he right.
I finally got on the property ladder in the South East two years ago. And since then, I’ve had the two most expensive years of my life. And my house is squarely to blame (ok, my wedding didn’t help but that’s another story).