Boom-time regrets

I never went shopping to New York; I never had an interior designer in for a home makeover; I never hired a limo or a marquee…

I never went shopping to New York; I never had an interior designer in for a home makeover; I never hired a limo or a marquee for anything;

I never purchased a property abroad (whew!) or a penthouse apartment; I have never had a body wrap, mud bath, float-tank, stones or crystals experience; I never went, just for the weekend, to Prague, Rome, Budapest or Barcelona; I never asked a barman to run a tab; I never bought a 4X4 or Mini Cooper; I never told anyone how much my house was worth; I never learned to say frappuccino or skinny latté with über-coolness; I never went to Lapland for the day to visit Santa; I never ordered extra Sky boxes; I never went to a Munster game in France; I never took the kids on safari in Africa; I never stopped by a nail bar on impulse; I never became intimate with Jimmy or Manolo; I never spent half a month's salary on a handbag; I never learned to fly a helicopter . . .