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My relative John Sadleir was the greatest bank fraudster of his day. But, in a way, he was merely a century or so ahead of his time

By Julian Gough   March 2009

As a child, I had an innocent dream, one common no doubt to many children: I wanted to work in a bank when I grew up. I spent the golden summer days of my Tipperary childhood imagining how I would join as a computer programmer and work my way up for several years until I was indispensable and trusted. Then I would embezzle the bank out of the largest sum my childish mind could conceive of: a million pounds! I would stay working for a couple of years, carefully erasing all traces of my fraud, and retire at 30, a…

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