"If I can help it," he said without an inch of shame and an air of confidence in his broad smile. "A few men, if they strike my fancy but that's more rare than anything. What I'd give to be James Bond though," he said with a light laugh.

"I hunt, when I'm asked to, doing the work of the court with my sword and hammer, and when I'm not, it's all stocks and moving numbers. Nothing quite as exciting as anything that comes out of spy novels, unless you count running from angry husbands as such.

And you then, do you work or is it a free floating existence?"