Like most of my clients before they work with me, you’re probably in a serious relationship with the “I’ll Sort My Life Out… Someday” club.

Here’s the truth:

⛵You’ve thought about property but can’t decide if it’s a dream or just something rich people do between yacht shopping.

🧑‍⚖️Your boss thinks “overtime” is a personality trait.

🏕️You want holidays, but your budget says “Pitch a tent in your back garden and call it Glasto.”

🏆Your pension pot? It’s about as full as an Everton trophy cabinet.

🫔😒Payday comes, and before you’ve even blinked, it’s gone—like that last sausage roll at Greggs.

I get it.

Back when I was an English teacher, I had the so-called “good job” and the “great pension.”

But honestly? My pension pot was about as full as my fridge at the end of the month (read: empty), and I was Googling “how to retire before 65” like it was my full-time hobby.

Then someone told me: “Buy a house. Make money in your sleep.”
🤨🤨And I thought, with what? Monopoly money? 🤨🤨

But here’s the mad thing—it worked.

Turns out you don’t need to be rich, posh, or wearing Gucci loafers to invest in property. You just need a good teacher, a fully structured curriculum and the mindset to invest in yourself.

Now? I’ve swapped parents’ evenings for property deals.

I retired from teaching at 34, built a proper pension pot, and proved you can make your dreams happen—even if your bank account looks like it’s been robbed by the Milk Tray man.

If you’re ready to swap your Groundhog Day for actual freedom, let’s talk.

😘Just don’t blame me if your boss starts looking nervous.

Carry on scrolling and let's have a chat!