My Finance Tales

I have a business in the uk . I am looking for preferential rates for group insurance, I want to insure my employees as a group so I need to investigate life insurance policies aimed at my business needs.

Right, now Ive made that note to myself I can get on with my next note to myself I need to go to the library and change my books tomorrow .In fact, I mustremember to get one out on life insurance policies it might just give me a bit of useful information.

I have sent my good shirts to be laundered and they will be back tomorrow.

Don't forget to phone about life insurance policies tomorrow . Its also the time of month to get the phone bill and electricity bills paid I need to check my bank statements.

I'm tired of writing my endless notes to remind myself of this and remind myself of that. Now I have life insurance policies clogging me up . I really don't think I can take much more.

Pull yourself together man. Take stock.I have a good business.I am in a position to insure allmy staff for the length of their contracts and that's whyI need to investigate life insurance policies. What a lovely gift of securityI can give them .

No matter how much self talk I do, I cant ignore my failing mind . I cant run a business making reminder notes to myself. What the hell is happening to me.

Six weeks later the test results arrived. The doctor confirmed early onset senile dementia. He was crushed and took to drinking heavily. Day by day he and the business deteriorated .He assigned people to take over where he could no longer manage . As with any change it had its hiccups. They had not the same enthusiasm or care as he had. The staff loved and missed him. His generous insurance policies gave them all security. One day he felt he needed a breath of fresh air .It was winter and there was a slight covering of frost on the ground. He strolled around his garden.

'Are you ready for a cuppa love' his wife called

He didn't call back.

'Go and get your dad love its far too cold for him to be out he might forget where hes going anyway'

'arghhhh maam maam!'

His wife rushed outside .

'Oh dear god, hes died, hes died oh no..'

Some weeks later a letter arrived.

Dear Mrs Malone

We have checked our records and there is no insurance policy .....

She couldn't read any further and collapsed into the chair crying.