At a recent conference, I remarked that I felt a little like the Forrest Gump of interest rate futures. One accident after another has placed me in the company of people who have been innovative thinkers and doers in the futures business...
On Lord Sunderland's estate, in the county of Westmeath, there is a fine strata of fuller’s earth, a commodity of which our woollen manufacturers stand much in need: yet this bed lies unnoticed to all, except the peasantry on the soil.
The ear, our body’s innate artist, wields the hammer, tip[-]taps the anvil, turns, without trying, the monotonous slammings of water and sand into sweet rockabyes.
Right smack bang in the middle.
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