All that glitters

GOSLING'S GROUSE

Ok, it is official there is a gold bubble. I am now convinced the closest I am going to get to the owning the metal is my wedding ring, and that is priceless (if that is not too cheesy).

Despite being very impressed the other week by the arguments from Doug Ellish at Craton Capital that gold’s price potential lies in a combination of increased central bank buying and a general nervousness in the markets, I have come across a real life example that makes me very nervous. The bloke painting the outside of my house recently asked me what I thought about the price of gold. It took me a bit by surprise to be honest as he stood there clutching a paint brush, with paint in his hair and on his hands. So I did what you should always do when confronted by a man with a paint ...