

You could literally just read economics at the LSE, sit Part III at Cambridge and stay on for the PhD in stochastic filtering, get a seat at a Berkeley Square macro pod that runs a bigger gilt book than half the primary dealers, buy the four-bed lateral at Clarges overlooking Green Park, dm the girl whose brother was your mate from the LSE Investment Society and whose father was Chief Treasurer at Yukos, first dates at 5 Hertford Street, shooting weekends at the Highland estate the family bought in ’06, get the LP intro over Sunday roast, but you will not.


























