I think I'll go into property development in a big way. I'll blag & fabricate my earnings and start by flipping a few sites (after getting planning permission by playing golf with a local councillor). From there I'll progress to building a few houses or a block of apartments. All the while I'll siphon off a large portion of my money abroad. To keep up my image I'll be a regular at the tanning salon and will shop in London for my sophisticated smart-casual attire. When things look to have taken a turn, my children will get their inheritance and I'll transfer the house to Mrs Firely (who will have landed a senior job at a largely unknown quango that involves a lot of junkets abroad on fact finding missions). So complicated will my group of inter-related companies be that I'll be able to offer my services to whoever bails me out for 250k. On the cutbacks side, the personal trainer will probably be cut to twice a week and shopping in NY will only become an annual event. I'll be spending less time in the tanning salon too as this will make me appear to have money so the one thing I'll be spending more on is factor 45 for the quarterly trips to my little place in Antibes. I'll moan (in public) constantly about whoever is in government.