RedDinger
Old-Salt

It was Endowment policies back in the 80s. Guaranteed to pay off a mortgage in 10 years.They’ve evolved now mate. Now it’s Genistar. Unqualified people suddenly becoming qualified to sell investment advice
It was Endowment policies back in the 80s. Guaranteed to pay off a mortgage in 10 years.They’ve evolved now mate. Now it’s Genistar. Unqualified people suddenly becoming qualified to sell investment advice
They’ve evolved now mate. Now it’s Genistar. Unqualified people suddenly becoming qualified to sell investment advice
I bet the removal bods were really, really careful with you gearMemory jog:
Then there was the agent who flogged massive schranks to us. Got one in Minden in 1976.
I actually had it shipped back to the UK on posting and the ex flogged it one day after we'd separated. Hated the fookin thing anyway.
School of W H Smith after Boots..I was that sap who bought one in Herford around 1996 ish, the wife- now ex really wanted it and I think it was about 600D’s. Now worth FA !
Ironically it’s one of the only things that the ex didn’t want from the marriage!
Stored under the stairs at the moment. I’ll let it go for a reasonable price if anyone wants it
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What are these "shranks" of which you speak of?
Mate of mine invested in one particular piece of work, in the belief that it would only appreciate over time.
Next Nazi Gold rumours start. Put a small ad in the paper. " Painting imported/smuggled from Germany 1970" discretion required.I was that sap who bought one in Herford around 1996 ish, the wife- now ex really wanted it and I think it was about 600D’s. Now worth FA !
Ironically it’s one of the only things that the ex didn’t want from the marriage!
Stored under the stairs at the moment. I’ll let it go for a reasonable price if anyone wants it
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What was that stuff you put on in an emergency and you got instant shine? A clearAnd it was a bastard to remove..............
It resembles a cheap nasty flat pack.
Hemeasuredchatted me up for it while we were still standing at the bar
You mean a Guardsman would resort to such low methods? I am astounded sir.What was that stuff you put on in an emergency and you got instant shine? A clear
liquid but it stunk.
Trouble is if it rained they turned white, that was a twat to get off and actually ruined your boots, can’t remember the stuff now.
It resembles a cheap nasty flat pack.
Do people actually buy this shit?
Schrank? More like ****.
Amway popped up in Hillingdon Division of the Met Police in the mid to late nineties. We had a number of guys who were into it. They were obsessed with it. They were like a cult similar to the Moonies. They were all going to get rich and become millionaires. I think they had to pay a hefty joining fee to an area manager who generally was also in the Met and they were given their starter packs and flip charts.The investment that gripped my shi-t was Amway
Popped up in BFG around 1992, sucked in gullible squaddies, dependents and ex-pats to spend loads and get brainwashed into this awfulmulti-level marketingpyramid scheme to get rich quick and for minimal effort.
It amazed me how sane intelligent people can become ruthless gullible saps in a very short time. A quick beer with a mate, suddenly turns into a hard sell and recruitment. We had one guy who chinned off his resettlement after 22yr for this crap and eventually had a nervous breakdown.
I thought it had died by the millennium, but then got contacted about 5yrs a go by a old mate for a chat, which turned out to be a convenient time to try and recruit me for his latest pension-pot-filler Arbonne International
He now drives vans for some shite company or other
Amway popped up in Hillingdon Division of the Met Police in the mid to late nineties. We had a number of guys who were into it. They were obsessed with it. They were like a cult similar to the Moonies. They were all going to get rich and become millionaires. I think they had to pay a hefty joining fee to an area manager who generally was also in the Met and they were given their starter packs and flip charts.
The only person I knew who ever bought any of their cleaning products was a civilian police staff office worker. She said the stuff was 'shit.' It didn't stop them though, they were obssesed. They were all going to retire early having made their fortunes. Everybody use to laugh at them and take the piss and tell them that their stuff was shit. It was funny when they got really upset. When one of them met up with another it was like members of a secret society meeting each other. They even outdid the Masons in the CID.
We had a lad who was tenured to us, back in uniform after 18 years in CID. He had previously been dealing with murder enquires. Really switched on bloke. He wasn't too bothered about the change in status he said as he was going to make far more self employed in a buisness he owned. He waffled on about buisness and buisness techniques when I said to him jokingly "what do you sell, Amway's"? He said "yes" all seriously and got all upset when I fell off my seat in uncontrollable laughter. He later took a job as a 'Home Beat' in Hayes (the armpit of the world) rather than resume his career in the CID.
I left Hillingdon in 1999, and after spending a year in Chelsea, spent 12 years in Brent for my sins. I never heard anything about Amways again.
Apparently so do the Moonies. Another strange cult.Yet not only do they survive, they thrive.