Ariell Reshef

When I was a child growing up in England in the 1960s, my mother's dream for me was that I would become a bank clerk, with ambitions to be a bank manager, the epitome of all that was best in the world, safe, reliable, honest, looking after people's hard-earned savings, helping business and the world to grow. A bank manager could countersign your passport application, that's how trusted he was.