Filthy rich come out clean on the other side

Not too long ago, we were battening down the hatches, assuming the brace position and securing our wallets, ready for the worst that the grim predictions of a bleak recession ahead could chuck at us.

There was talk of financial meltdown, credit-crunch misery and hard times. The time had come to trade Waitrose for Lidl, fresh sea bass for Birds Eye fish fingers and start buying our clothes from George at Asda and the local charity shop.

It was grim and it was depressing.

So where on earth did it all go wrong?