Finance Opinions

Life insurance companies always make me nervous. I feel as if I'm going to be handing over money and get nothing back in return. Of course what they are selling us is peace of mind.

Life Insurance companies are very clever in knowing what emotional and intellectual buttons to press.Mind you that doesn't just apply to life insurance companies it applies to anyone selling anything. From political party manifestos to the bananas in the supermarket .Everything has an advertising budget.

Anyway enough of the political economic arguments I am sat here in front of my computer screen waiting for the information on life insurance companies to miraculously appear.There are lots of commercial insurance companies online now so it makes it much easier. Eventually I found a group who offered what I needed.After a little form filling and a couple of clicks and hey presto I was insured.

Talking about hey presto. I had a kiddies party to attend as Dumbo Jumbo the confused clown.

Iwent for a shower and changed into my clownoutfit. First I buttoned up my bright blue and yellow spotted shirt. My spinning light-up, red bow tie. My sparkly braces to hold up the over sized trousers. My big flat flapping shoes could wait. I put on my make up.I covered my face in white paste with two highly arched black eyebrows. Then I painted a huge smile on my face in red lipstick .

I picked up my bag of tricks and a bunch of balloons I had been blowing up ,popped my shoes on and stepped outside my front door. Well the party was only down the street .

I must admit I did feel somewhat conspicuous. Cars passed and tooted. The school bus passed and all the kids were pointing and making faces and laughing at me.

Mrs doweling passed me

'Afternoon Annie love, got another do'

'Yes ,no car today its only down the road, I'm saving the planet'

'Ah good for you love, hope the little ones enjoy the party' and off she went.

I eventually arrived at the house. There were a couple of seven or eight year old children in the garden playing. Apart from that there was no sign of other children or balloons at the gate.

'Mum...mum theres a clown at the door' they shouted.

'What do you mean a clown at the door ?' I heard her walking towards the front door.

'Hello, can I help you ?'

'Erm yes I have come for the childrens party?' I grappled with the note I had stuffed into my pocket and looked at it to show her too that it was right. I was wrong. Wrong house and wrong day. How could I be so sidetracked as not to check before I got ready. Oh well. If you can turn a negative into a positive I always say.

'Do you and your children fancy a free clown sow for half an our seeing as I have come this far?'

'Oh please mum' they both shouted and within seconds the other kids on the street had gathered . Everybody sit on the grass we are going to have a party. Bikes and scooters were tossed aside for a free clown show in a little garden on my street. It was brilliant advertising.