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We all have a unique relationship with money. It’s one of those things, like our relationship with food, which is shaped by our childhoods and general life experiences, and is thus deeply personal.
When I was a child, going for a walk was considered to be a fairly solid outing. It was a thing you did of a Sunday: after lunch we’d squash into the car and head off to some local woods for a long, boring walk as a family. We didn’t realise it was boring at the time, as everything was a bit dull back then you could stay at home and watch one of the two TV channels you had, but even a walk in the same woods you always went to was more fun than that.
You know who I miss? 1980s God. When I was being tutored in the way of the faith in school, God was pretty badass: stalking the land, smashing up buildings like an all-powerful An Bord Pleanála no walls of Jericho too broad, no towers of Babel too Babelicious for him to smite. If he didn’t sanction it, it was coming down. Sometimes, he just annihilated places because he didn’t like what they were up to look what he did to Sodom, a city which was frankly asking for trouble with a name like that.