I’m Scottish, my name is Tommy Stuart. I was born in Glasgow in 1938,
just before the Second World War and this brief history is about me!
I was brought up like a little ready made tramp; I won’t
go into too much detail, but enough said when I tell you that when I was
seven I was getting myself up in the mornings and taking myself
to school. (Mum and dad had gone to work in the steel works at 6 am).
I would find the socks I had to wear that had never been washed
since the day they were bought; the accumulated ground in sweat in the
socks was so hard part of the socks were solid and I could snap off the
bits I didn’t need any more and put my foot into what was left, enough
to turn the toe bit under — if it was possible — so as you couldn’t see
the holes that were there in the proper heals area of the socks.
I would then ram my foot into the shoe that had a cardboard bit
cut out and inserted inside to cover the holes in the soles. The rest
of my clothing matched my shoes and socks. I’m sure you get the
The house I lived in had nothing worth stealing and so the door
was never locked. Everything of worth; which very little, was in the
pawnshop across the road; they out of the pawnshop on Fridays
when my mum and got paid and went back in on Mondays after they
had been used over the weekend.
Nothing much changed until just before I became 17 years of age.
I took myself down to an army recruiting centre and joined up for
3 years. I became a weapons training instructor and so was
quickly promoted to full corporal and then and was sent off to
fight communist terrorists in Malaya – before Singapore
I came out of the army just before my 21st birthday. I remember
that on the very day I became 21 I didn’t even get a verbal “Happy
Birthday” from my mother or father — but then I was used to that
kind of treatment so it didn’t bother me so much
I left home and went to live in Inverness, a place I where I was really
happy. After I had been there for about 6 months I started my first
business with a few employees. We called around houses knocking on
doors talking people into allowing us to give sewing machine
demonstrations in an effort to sell the machines to them on easy
payments. It was a good business until I found one of my
employees forging the agreements to get the commission from me –
– his antics closed me down.
I had made a friend when in the army who lived in Stockport,
Cheshire, England and I decided to go and visit him where I have
lived ever since.
Starting A Business With Nothing
When you have very little money it’s not easy to start a business.
This was about 1963. All I had was determination and a will not to
work for a boss.
At that time women wore nylon stockings and a pair of stockings
would barely last a week; so I went around the houses where I
lived knocking on doors asking to speak to the ladies of the house.
I told them I had a stocking delivery service and that I would deliver
to them a new pair of stockings every week of the correct size
and shade. Crazy — I know! But it worked. I did quite well out of
that and managed to become the very proud owner of my first brand
new vehicle — a grey mini-van. I believed that everyone I drove past
was looking at me drive this “wonderful brand new vehicle” – as I
thought – and I felt really proud of my achievement.
Later on I increased my capital and sold my nylon stocking business
to an American chap who was living over here.
I decided to start buying clothing from importers and put the
clothing out to people who had lots of friends, or who worked with
a lot of people to whom they could sell to. They would put their own
profit on top of my asking price. I would call on them every week
and collect my money for what they had sold — and take back what
they couldn’t and leave them some new merchandise. Another
original idea and I must say it worked very well.
Now I Have A Little Money
I now started selling into shops — who would have though it
possible to buy from an importer and sell into shops in the
same city? — but it worked very well, so well in fact
that next I opened my own warehouse — and before I could blink I
was flying to Hong Kong and Portugal where I had my own shirts
made and started selling them into stores and to people who visited
my warehouse. The shirts were made of Bri-nylon — they were boxed
and were the cheapest in the whole country so they sold well in bulk.
I now went out and bought my first sports car, a bright red
Ferrari. Now people WERE looking at me when out and about! I
must admit, living became a bit wild then and I just about ran
that business into the ground taking with me just enough money to
start up the next business.
They say that money makes money … how true. I next started buying
derelict type houses with the profits I was making from the clothing
business; I got together a gang of builder lads who would renovate
them for me then I would re-sell for a profit. I would own about 10
houses at any one time so as I could keep my gang working no
matter what type of weather we had to put up with.
Now I’m On The Crest Of A Wave
In the meanwhile I started up another company specialising in video
films; buying them from the organisations that had made the original
films and then produced the videos … firms like Warner Brothers …
MGM … Walt Disney … CIC … and many others.
To start with I bought a high roofed van – had it carpeted and put
racks all around the inside, displaying the video films I had available
to rent. Each evening I drove around one of the biggest housing
estates near where I lived renting my videos out to the local people
and collecting them back in next day.
Now I’m On The Crest Of A Wave
I took myself more and more into the video business, opening 32
large video rental shops and
the biggest warehouse for the
sale or rental of video films
in the Northwest of England.
England. But to do that I had
to sell off all the houses I owned
and put the proceeds into expanding my video company.
I was living the life of Riley; bought a top of the range Porsche 928 GTI
and a beautiful house for myself . . . gave my girlfriend a Lotus Esprit
Turbo to drive around in. I had come a long way since my business
beginnings when I had purchased £20 of stockings to sell to my friends.
The Beginning Of The Slippery Slope
This was now the 1980’s and the base rate for the banks reached a
crushing 17%. Businesses were closing down everywhere. Then
catastrophe struck; Rupert Murdoch launched Sky Movies onto the
television broadcasting scene which meant that people didn’t need
to leave their homes to go out to a video store and hire a video to
watch a movie, they could do it all from home and book it via the
Absolutely Penniless Again
During the 1980’s up to 1999 life took an almighty change of
circumstances. My mother died … then my sister died … then my
business folded overnight making me penniless … I mean absolutely
stony broke, because I had put everything I owned into the business
to save it, selling the offices we had occupied, which I owned, and
various other properties; I also raised the mortgage on my house to
the maximum and paid that into the company bank account … but all
to no avail.
Thinking About Topping Myself
I sat at home staring at a wall contemplating suicide having lost
more than a million pounds … then to make matters worse I had to
go and meet the Official Receiver who made me personally bankrupt,
took my house off me although they allowed me to stay there
while they decided what to do with it; I couldn’t sink much lower …
so I thought; but I did because the police visited me at home to ask
all sorts of questions about my expired business.
To run my business I had employed a chartered accountant – who
incidentally would turn up for work in his Rolls Royce – Also my
solicitor was the managing director of my Limited Company. In fact
although I was the sole owner of the business being the entire share
holder of the Limited Company such as it was, they had had a lot of
What I didn’t know was that the accountant had been raising money
on our assets selling the same property several times over — a lot of
the money that I never saw – – fraud! Eventually we were all taken to
Straight to Jail — Literally!
I didn’t feel threatened during the 9 week trial — I mean I had been
the guy who had been putting everything he owned into the bank of
the company to save it and taken nothing out. I had even
raised the mortgage on my house by £70,000 and put that also into the bank — I
thought, surely the judge will
see that and exonerate me.
No chance! You can imagine
my shock when the judge found the accountant and the solicitor guilty
of fraudulent trading and said that because I was the beneficial owner
I had to have known what was happening and so sentenced me to 12 months prison — Arrrgggghhhh!
To make matters worse when I went into the big house my
best pal died. He was a great guy and I loved him dearly; the worst
bit was the prison authority wouldn’t allowed me to go to his funeral.
1999 must have been the worst year of my life. With my mother dying
and my sister dying shortly after and I lost over one million pounds
— The Official Receiver made me personally bankrupt, took my
house off me —and I was locked up in prison — How do you come back
I have to write here that I owe a lot to my lovely wife whose trust and
faith in me was tremendously gratifying.
She helped me understand that if I had
made and lost one business then I could
make others. I had been down the
road of success so I knew the route.
I still had a good reason to get out
of bed in the morning. If I succeeded once in
business then I could do it again.
The Millennium – A New Beginning –
I got out of prison the day before Christmas; the millennium
was happening and I was totally destitute. I had to ask Linda
for the money to buy a glass of beer at the local pub. It was whilst
there one night that I got into a conversation with a guy standing at
the bar next to me; he told me about an idea whereby I could start
and run a national store maintenance business that could be started
from scratch from home; all you needed was enthusiasm, a
telephone, a computer, the internet and the will to succeed.
Here We Go Again
I created a company called The National Maintenance Team and the
idea was I would telephone the biggest businesses in the UK —
businesses that individually owned 300 – 700 stores throughout the
UK. It was hard work to get to the ear of the person in charge of each
company’s maintenance department but with perseverance I
managed, telling them that my maintenance business extended
throughout the entire UK and that we could cover any emergency no
matter what, anywhere in the UK and Ireland. When the maintenance
jobs started coming in I simply used the Internet to find the
tradesmen I needed where ever I needed them and I signed them up
on mini contracts whereby
they would allow me to keep
off the cost of each repair.
I soon moved into nice
offices and in one year managed
to put £100,000 cash into my pocket
and started a financial company helping people who were in debt –
£5000 A Week – Not Bad Eh?
I left my wife to run the debt management company
with a staff of 8 and started
selling satellite systems into
pubs earning me on a good
week about £5000.
Football was very popular in
pubs and pulled a lot of customers
in on big match days, but it was very expensive costing a anything
from £500 per week for the license to show the football. My deal to the
Landlord was that using a satellite system the football could be beamed
in from other countries so long as it was shown in English. I was paid
£1000 per deal (equivalent to 2 weeks license money) and the landlord
saved a fortune.
Life was good again — I bought my wife a Mercedes Sports and myself
my first BMW 640 Sports. YIPPPPPEEEEEEE I’M BACK!
I got 10 years out of the financial business but had to close down
because of new governmental rules and regulations. Despite the fact
that we had been trading in this line of business for the past 10 years
and that we and had never had a complaint, the government decreed
that we didn’t have enough experience and declined our next annual
trading license. The satellite system business also eventually
collapsed because of European legislation making it totally illegal to
show premiership football other than using UK’s Skye Television who
held the license. Skye had hit me for a second time!
In The Sh-t Again
Life has been bleak since then with my wife Linda getting throat
cancer and other health problems rendering her disabled and we’ve
had to live off my savings for the past 3 years which are now just
about gone. But I’ve been looking at the Internet which I firmly
believe is the business of the future. I know for a fact there are guys
and gals out there in this great big world earning £5,000 – even
£20,000 per week. Believe me I am not exaggerating and so it is my
intention to have myself a piece of that beautiful pie.
I’m Now 80 Years Young. Why Not Join Me!
If you are like me – retired – or just going through a bad patch
in your life then I want you to join me and so I will be there to help
you if I can — I have a lot of business experience you can tap into
and it would give me great pleasure to help you — absolutely no
charge. And who knows – perhaps you’ll help me.
In the meanwhile if you would like to join me in an adventure into
earning a living in the Internet there is a course that I took that is
absolutely free — no kidding. They will teach you via the Internet
how to build your first website and basic stuff like that and when you
understand what it’s all about you can move to a higher level and
pay a small monthly fee that you can earn back with what they
teach you. Just click here and read all about them and PLEASE
don’t forget to get in touch with me if you need help and let’s get to
know each other.
… Make Way For Another Chapter . . .
Not being as nimble as I once was I cannot go outside to make money and
so I have decided to adopt the Internet. I have read up on so many people
making a fortune online — some as much as $10,000 every week and the
nice thing about making a large amount of money online is that you can go
travelling the world like so many of these guys do – because your business is
in your laptop that you can tuck under your arm and the whole world’s
population are your potential customers.
When I first started doing this work online my friends used to ask me what
I’m doing and I would tell them what I’m aiming for and I can tell that no
one believed or presently believes me. But I can assure “you” it’s true. If
you decide to follow me and try your luck then my advice to you is never
under any circumstances tell your friends that you are aiming to earn
$10,000 per week online because they will just laugh their socks off AND IT
IS VERY – NO EXTREMELY – DISCOURAGING. So keep it to yourself – and
BELIEVE ME — IT IS POSSIBLE.
Type into your computer “Affiliate” and read up on what it’s all about. Have
a look at the various characters that profess to be affiliates and be very
careful about all the hunderds of offers you will get to teach you how it’s
done. They just want your money and they are so clever about disguising
the fact. They all want to “help” you. I hate to admit it but I have spent
$1000’s trying to master the art and I feel I’m only just beginning to win
through. I will teach you what I know FOR FREE and guide you as much as
possible — if you want me too, so if you need any help do not hesitate to contact me.
May your god give you happiness and a good life,
Tommy Stuart Phone – UK 44 (0)1614840383 – Mobile 0738095398
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