No Job too Small UK

I've come to the conclusion that skip bins hire is a religion only practiced by people who are eternally boring - like John Major or Scrooge or accountants, for instance. I would NEVER marry an accountant. I've dated a few. They all wore glasses too. Go figure. I'd rather marry a shorter, uglier version of a short ugly man than an accountant. My dad was an accountant, but he's lovely and he's my dad, so he doesn't count.

If I ever had a motorbike (which I don't), the first insurance group I'd think of joining is Sheila's Wheels. Their adverts look lively and erm...pink. Their service might turn out to be less than mediocre - I have no idea - but at least their ads are colourful and somehow they've managed to etch themselves into my brain. I'm probably not the only one - I'm sure quite a few people might mention Sheila's Wheels if you asked them to think of an insurance group - and that's regardless of whether they actually like the advert or not. Remember the Cillit Bang advert? I hated it with a passion, but I remembered it 'cos it was sooooo irritating.

There's nothing worse than an advert that's irritating AND not very memorable. Now, that's definitely a waste of ad money 'cos they certainly don't come cheap, do they? I'd like cheap insurance for my snazzy pink motorbike, but not so cheap that I ended up feeling so strait-jacketed by so many terms & conditions that I'd be too scared to ride the motorbike just in case I ran over an ant. Can you imagine if there were paranoid pedantic contracts out there like that?

I can't see myself working for an insurance group, even if the ladies in the Sheila's Wheels advert sashayed out of the TV and asked me to. The whole world of insurance sounds quite lucrative and all, but boring. I'd much rather earn a crust doing something I love. Life's too short. If insurance is your passion, then great - you do have my admiration. Really. But it definitely ain't for me.