I have become used to receiving urgent messages from people who have a sudden a desperate need for the use of my bank account.
There are tales of Nigerian wills and family disputes in Hong Kong. And I cannot even count the number of times I have won the UK Lottery.
I often wonder what sort of folks are behind these wizard wheezes, how long they take to concoct their bilge and whether they sit there hoping, like wizened insurance salesmen in sweaty nylon shirts, for that one big success that will make their year.
However, reader Julian Gomez has … Read more