Multi-sheaf document here on the legendary breakfast-bar that will be informing the recycling bin moreso than me and something my insurer expects me to contemplate in lieu of a life.
The story instructive and one that Mrs T herself would have relished, dear reader.
Liverpool's Victoria friendly society was established in 1843 as a means by which a pauper could fund a decent funeral ~ of which it provided over 200 within the first year and a half.
Wind forward a century or more and Liverpool Victoria Friendly Society becomes Liverpool Victoria Financial Services; insurance separate from life sold to German giant Allianz.
Liverpool, not least due its connection to shipping, was once a hub of insurance in the UK, although LV's HQ would be transferred to London in the 1920s and later to Bournemouth on the south coast, doubtless due the costs of being in the capitol.
(As a result of Liverpool's role in finance and Manchester's in manufacture, it used to be said there were Manchester 'men' and Liverpool 'gentlemen').
As we saw with Alton Towers, it's as ever foreign capital in the driving seat and tho' it's not derived from Wall Street this time, it is likely only because Europe resists ~ as with its airlines ~ broader foreign ownership.
Does it make any difference to the man at the breakfast-bar?
Not really, no.
