CM magazine May 2019
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OPINION<br />
BOY BURGLAR<br />
A tale of a young lad’s first job,<br />
a misplaced set of keys and the<br />
King’s funeral.<br />
AUTHOR – Derek Scott FCI<strong>CM</strong><br />
MANY moons ago I wrote<br />
an article in Credit<br />
Management entitled<br />
The Office Boy from Hell,<br />
which described my first<br />
job as an office boy in<br />
a chartered accountants. I was just over 15<br />
years old and without any qualifications, but<br />
at least numerate and reasonably literate.<br />
Unfortunately, I was not yet in working mode<br />
and lived up to the title of the article.<br />
The senior partner when he offered me<br />
the position said I was lucky to be earning 35<br />
shillings a week and should begin paying him<br />
back for the opportunity by learning double<br />
entry book keeping and basic accounting.<br />
My basic tasks also included making the tea,<br />
sorting the post and running errands including<br />
lighting his fire in the winter.<br />
The latter job was early each morning<br />
starting with old newspapers, kindling, and<br />
coal. This was stored in the basement and had to<br />
be carried up four floors. In a way the basement<br />
was my kingdom, as no one else ever went down<br />
there. It had several rooms used previously for<br />
storage and I found some interesting bits down<br />
there. I remember a large pile of letters which<br />
seemed to relate to a ‘breach of promise’ case<br />
at the time of King George V (all the envelopes<br />
had his stamps on them). It was a Georgian<br />
house in what was known as Solicitor’s Row.<br />
In fact, we coincidentally shared the premises<br />
with a solicitor.<br />
FUNERAL FIGURES<br />
I had been with the practice about two years<br />
when I lost the key to the back door. At that<br />
time I found myself in the senior partner’s<br />
bad books as I had missed a nought in a set of<br />
accounts, so one important figure read £4,000<br />
instead of £40,000! As it happened it was a<br />
funeral director’s and when these incorrect<br />
details were read out by my boss, the director’s<br />
nearly became their own clients! I dare not<br />
tell anyone about the key, but I was fortunate<br />
the solicitor was always an early bird so I was<br />
still able to get in. The real problem was yet to<br />
come.<br />
In 1952 King George VI passed away and as a<br />
mark of respect on the day of the funeral both<br />
the solicitor and ourselves decided to close, so<br />
luck was with me. However, I still had not found<br />
the key. Two years later, a second funeral was to<br />
prove my Achilles heel. In 1954, the late Prime<br />
Minister Winston Churchill died, the solicitors<br />
again decided to close, but we did not.<br />
I now had a real problem but as they say<br />
‘necessity is the mother of invention’, so there<br />
must surely be a solution to this situation. The<br />
one part of the building which was my domain<br />
was the offices basement. Apart from the coal<br />
bunker there were two more rooms. It had<br />
presumably been used as storage from before<br />
the second world war. The neglect showed<br />
it was damp, there was mildew everywhere,<br />
the paint had peeled off, and any wood was<br />
crumbling thanks to dry rot. The largest room<br />
was at the front which had an alcove under the<br />
front steps to the building.<br />
WINDOW OF OPPORTUNITY<br />
In the alcove was a small window which looked<br />
out on a little yard with railings topping a low<br />
wall. To my surprise the window opened and<br />
closed without any difficulty. One important<br />
draw back was that there were two bars. I found<br />
the wood around the bars also had dry rot,<br />
and as in those days I was still of slim stature<br />
removing a single bar would be enough to allow<br />
me to squeeze though. One bar was reasonably<br />
firm, but the other with a bit of coaxing came<br />
out. I left the window off the latch, and very<br />
early the next morning, making sure the coast<br />
was clear, I got over the railings, opened the<br />
window, and climbed in. Then latched the<br />
window and replaced the bar, I was jubilant.<br />
I collected a scuttle of coal and went up to<br />
light the senior partners fire. As I was putting<br />
the coal on ready to light it, there amongst it<br />
was the missing key! To this day I still find it<br />
hard to believe. However, through life you soon<br />
learn kismet will play many tricks on you, some<br />
good, some bad!<br />
In credit management you will face<br />
situations which cannot be solved by normal<br />
actions. You will not find the answer in text<br />
books, or any solution based on some sort of<br />
statistical theory, in real life it never works. You<br />
will need to think way outside the parochial<br />
credit management box. I have experienced<br />
many situations in my lengthy period in the<br />
profession, and at times the solutions as they<br />
say in Star Trek ‘were to go where no credit<br />
manager has gone before’, but as someone<br />
once said ‘problems are opportunities wearing<br />
cloaks’.<br />
Derek Scott FCI<strong>CM</strong> is a freelance writer.<br />
In 1954, the late Prime Minister<br />
Winston Churchill died, the<br />
solicitors again decided to<br />
close, but we did not.<br />
I now had a real problem but<br />
as they say ‘necessity is the<br />
mother of invention’, so there<br />
must surely be a solution to this<br />
situation.<br />
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