You may call it unethical, but a man’s got to earn his keep. I’d made a living out of it- who could blame me?
If the that money's easy and I have the talent for it of course I was going to carry on doing it.
My first Ashley Youngesque dive on that icy December morning was easy- £2500 in the bank, I didn’t even have to try. I’d been bitten hard by the claim bug. I couldn’t go out for a meal without ‘choking’ on an oyster shell. £3000, easy.
It wasn’t until I was driving down the M1 when my urge to veer off in the opposite direction took over, faulty steering; this could be my biggest claim yet. As I came around from my accident the realisation hit me. I was never to walk again. The money suddenly didn’t seem as sweet.
That’s karma for you.