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By Michael Mattinson @HaggiePartners

With uproar in the market over Lloyd’s zero tolerance, I’m reminded of Herodotus and his inquiry into the Persian approach to drinking and decision making. Read more


By Michael Mattinson @HaggiePartners

I’ve been hoodwinked into kicking-off the Haggie advent calendar. It’s absurd; I’m easily the most Scrooge-like member of the team. For a start, we shouldn’t even be contemplating Christmas today. Much too early. How long should Christmas last? Twelve days, obviously. FFS, there’s a song about it. Read more


By Michael Mattinson  @HaggiePartners

The views expressed in this blog do not necessarily correspond with those of Haggie Partners LLP and almost certainly not with those of Mr Haggie himself. If you suffer from a delicate or conservative disposition, look away now.

I’ve previously mentioned my fervour for J.Crew, and now that I’ve learnt it’s an American brand, I can’t help wondering what the ‘J’ stands for. Jeb perhaps? Jeremiah? Jayden? Yet another catalogue fell from my Sunday paper and I’ve been tempted into a new suit. It’s a bold Prince of Wales three-piece, known at Haggie as my turf accountant’s suit. Read more


By Michael Mattinson  @HaggiePartners

The views expressed in this blog do not necessarily correspond with those of Haggie Partners LLP and almost certainly not with those of Mr Haggie himself. If you suffer from a delicate or conservative disposition, look away now.

I was born just 15 years after the end of World War II, which might explain a childhood enthusiasm for tales of wartime derring-do. You know the sort of thing; woollen-hatted commandos paddling silently up moonlit rivers into the heart of occupied France or be-whiskered flyboys facing impossible odds in the bright summer skies over Kent, leaving vapour trails for Paul Nash to paint. Read more


By Michael Mattinson  @HaggiePartners

The views expressed in this blog do not necessarily correspond with those of Haggie Partners LLP and almost certainly not with those of Mr Haggie himself. If you suffer from a delicate or conservative disposition, look away now.

In these days of terror and plague, I’m reminded of the flight I took to Istanbul in the late 1980s; long before various psychoses restricted my transport choices. I’d managed to engineer a couple of months off, prior to joining the Haggie empire. Things hadn’t ended well at my previous establishment. Read more