Anyone Can Do It: My Story

Anyone Can Do It: My Story

Duncan Bannatyne

Language: English

Pages: 150

ISBN: 0752881892

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


At 30, Duncan Bannatyne had no money and was enjoying life on the beaches of Jersey. He saw a story of someone who had made himself a millionaire, and decided to do the same himself. Five years later he had done it, and now he is worth £168 million.

In this remarkable book, Bannatyne relives his colourful path to riches, explaining how anyone could take the same route as he did - if they really want to. In the book, we see how he started out as an ice cream salesman, and built up that business, before moving on to other areas.

Hugely articulate, and with numerous fascinating and revealing stories to tell, this is an autobiography and a business book unlike any other - but then Bannatyne isn't like any other businessman, either.

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the date Helen died and would never fail to go and lay flowers or commemorate the day in some way. I wasn't like that, and I don't know if over the years they thought that I didn't care. If they did, they were wrong: Helen's passing had a profound affect on me. I have no doubt that it changed my life and made me the man I became. In the weeks immediately after her memorial, though, my priority was taking care of my parents. With no one to lean on myself, my behaviour became belligerent and 1

envious of. There was a kid next door who was an only child and he had so many toys that it just emphasised how few we had. Often when I asked for something like an ice cream, I was told I couldn't have it. And when I asked why, I always got the same answer: because we were poor. I heard that phrase so often that I grew to hate it. I know there were times when my parents could buy ice creams, and there were occasions when my grandma gave me enough money for a treat, but my overriding memory is

cost-per-square-foot in construction that any half-decent architect should be able to calculate reasonably accurately. I was determined not to be taken for a ride by builders who saw a chance to exploit my lack of experience. After nearly getting screwed on the price of the land, I was learning to play hard to get. Mostly it was those old feelings of injustice that kept me from doing a deal with anyone who I thought was taking the piss, and eventually one of the builders who had tendered caved

Spring's is thirty-eight.' 'Well stay with Spring's then,' I'd say to them. 'But your club is better.' Well perhaps that's worth paying for then.' I was never tempted to bargain with them; we were the best club in the area, so I wasn't ashamed to ask for more money than our rival. Interestingly, when I talk to members now they tell me they wouldn't want to be a member of a club that didn't charge a joining fee or have twelve-month contract. They know that both those things mean their club will be

prove anything, so I asked to see his company laptop, 'It's in my other car,' he lied. 'You're on company business today, why isn't it with you?' He made some lame excuse, and as he was talking I noticed that next to the files he'd dumped on the table was a set of car keys. I snatched them. 'So you can honestly tell me that if I go down to the car park, I won't find your laptop on the back seat?' 'No, Duncan.' He looked nervous, 'Well let's just see about that.' Of course, the laptop was there,

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