According to this Royal Mint response to a 2016 FOI request, there were 261581 sovereigns minted in 2013.
Scroll down to the response from 'FOI, Royal Mint' and click the link for the 'Sovereign mintage figures'
My Mrs was banging on about me getting her a gruffalo I said I'm not getting her one as she has never shown any interest in my coins and if the gruffalo has been out for twenty years and she has never shown any interest in that either then why would she want one ? The royal mint pumping out these 50p and 2 pound coins that are never going to enter circulation is taking the proverbial to me.
I blame Peter rabbit and chums.
I do think some are being misled over and over again with the Royal mint, slabbed etc. I believe in the main its a bad decision but thats my opinion. I will let other people make there own minds up. In my years of collecting i have bought from dealers, other traders plus experienced collectors who have vast knowledge all hold coins and are always happy to talk about coins. Its an excellent hobby that you can retain or increase your investment in real terms over years even on old coins.
I come with a warning.
In recent times i have been mainly a reader on this forum, I have no words of my own that can satisfy my thoughts, I really like stacking + coin collecting and sensible investing its been my hobby for many many years. I am not saying i know more than the next man or woman i do not its something i really enjoy. I will let Robert Browning say what i cannot and let you take from it what you will.
The Pied Piper of Hamelin - By Robert Browning
Hamelin Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall on the southern side; A pleasanter spot you never spied; But, when begins my ditty, Almost five hundred years ago, To see the townsfolk suffer so From vermin, was a pity.
Rats! They fought the dogs and killed the cats, And bit the babies in the cradles, And ate the cheeses out of the vats, And licked the soup from the cooks' own ladles, Split open the kegs of salted sprats, Made nests inside men's Sunday hats, And even spoiled the women's chats By drowning their speaking With shrieking and squeaking
In fifty different sharps and flats.
At last the people in a body To the Town Hall came flocking: ``'Tis clear,'' cried they, ``our Mayor's a noddy; ``And as for our Corporation---shocking. ``To think we buy gowns lined with ermine ``For dolts that can't or won't determine ``What's best to rid us of our vermin! ``You hope, because you're old and obese, ``To find in the furry civic robe ease? ``Rouse up, sirs! Give your brains a racking ``To find the remedy we're lacking, ``Or, sure as fate, we'll send you packing!'' At this the Mayor and Corporation Quaked with a mighty consternation.
An hour they sat in council, At length the Mayor broke silence:
``For a guilder I'd my ermine gown sell, ``I wish I were a mile hence! ``It's easy to bid one rack one's brain--- ``I'm sure my poor head aches again, ``I've scratched it so, and all in vain. ``Oh for a trap, a trap, a trap!'' Just as he said this, what should hap At the chamber door but a gentle tap? ``Bless us,'' cried the Mayor, ``what's that?'' (With the Corporation as he sat, Looking little though wondrous fat; Nor brighter was his eye, nor moister Than a too-long-opened oyster, Save when at noon his paunch grew mutinous For a plate of turtle green and glutinous) ``Only a scraping of shoes on the mat? ``Anything like the sound of a rat ``Makes my heart go pit-a-pat!''
``Come in!''---the Mayor cried, looking bigger: And in did come the strangest figure! His queer long coat from heel to head Was half of yellow and half of red, And he himself was tall and thin, With sharp blue eyes, each like a pin, And light loose hair, yet swarthy skin, No tuft on cheek nor beard on chin, But lips where smiles went out and in; There was no guessing his kith and kin: And nobody could enough admire The tall man and his quaint attire. Quoth one: ``It's as my great-grandsire, ``Starting up at the Trump of Doom's tone, ``Had walked this way from his painted tombstone!''
He advanced to the council-table And, ``Please your honours,'' said he, ``I'm able, ``By means of a secret charm, to draw ``All creatures living beneath the sun, ``That creep or swim or fly or run, ``After me so as you never saw! ``And I chiefly use my charm ``On creatures that do people harm, ``The mole and toad and newt and viper; ``And people call me the Pied Piper.'' (And here they noticed round his neck A scarf of red and yellow stripe, To match with his coat of the self-same cheque; And at the scarf's end hung a pipe; And his fingers, they noticed, were ever straying As if impatient to be playing Upon this pipe, as low it dangled Over his vesture so old-fangled.) ``Yet,'' said he, ``poor piper as I am, ``In Tartary I freed the Cham, ``Last June, from his huge swarms of gnats; ``I eased in Asia the Nizam ``Of a monstrous brood of vampyre-bats: ``And as for what your brain bewilders
`If I can rid your town of rats ``Will you give me a thousand guilders?'' ``One? fifty thousand!''---was the exclamation Of the astonished Mayor and Corporation.
Into the street the Piper stept, Smiling first a little smile, As if he knew what magic slept In his quiet pipe the while; Then, like a musical adept, To blow the pipe his lips he wrinkled, And green and blue his sharp eyes twinkled, Like a candle-flame where salt is sprinkled; And ere three shrill notes the pipe uttered, You heard as if an army muttered; And the muttering grew to a grumbling; And the grumbling grew to a mighty rumbling; And out of the houses the rats came tumbling. Great rats, small rats, lean rats, brawny rats, Brown rats, black rats, grey rats, tawny rats, Grave old plodders, gay young friskers, Fathers, mothers, uncles, cousins,
Cocking tails and pricking whiskers, Families by tens and dozens, Brothers, sisters, husbands, wives--- Followed the Piper for their lives. From street to street he piped advancing, And step for step they followed dancing, Until they came to the river Weser, Wherein all plunged and perished! ---Save one who, stout as Julius Csar, Swam across and lived to carry (As he, the manuscript he cherished) To Rat-land home his commentary: Which was, ``At the first shrill notes of the pipe, ``I heard a sound as of scraping tripe, ``And putting apples, wondrous ripe, ``Into a cider-press's gripe: ``And a moving away of pickle-tub-boards, ``And a leaving ajar of conserve-cupboards, ``And a drawing the corks of train-oil-flasks, ``And a breaking the hoops of butter-casks: ``And it seemed as if a voice ``(Sweeter far than b harp or b psaltery ``Is breathed) called out, `Oh rats, rejoice!
`` `The world is grown to one vast drysaltery! `` `So munch on, crunch on, take your nuncheon, `` `Breakfast, supper, dinner, luncheon!' ``And just as a bulky sugar-puncheon, ``All ready staved, like a great sun shone ``Glorious scarce an inch before me, ``Just as methought it said, `Come, bore me!' ``---I found the Weser rolling o'er me.''
You should have heard the Hamelin people ringing the bells till they rocked the steeple. ``Go,'' cried the Mayor, ``and get long poles, ``Poke out the nests and block up the holes! ``Consult with carpenters and builders, ``And leave in our town not even a trace ``Of the rats!''---when suddenly, up the face Of the Piper perked in the market-place, With a, ``First, if you please, my thousand guilders!''
A thousand guilders! The Mayor looked blue; So did the Corporation too. For council dinners made rare havoc With Claret, Moselle, Vin-de-Grave, Hock; And half the money would replenish Their cellar's biggest butt with Rhenish. To pay this sum to a wandering fellow With a gipsy coat of red and yellow! ``Beside,'' quoth the Mayor with a knowing wink, ``Our business was done at the river's brink; ``We saw with our eyes the vermin sink, ``And what's dead can't come to life, I think. ``So, friend, we're not the folks to shrink ``From the duty of giving you something for drink, ``And a matter of money to put in your poke; ``But as for the guilders, what we spoke ``Of them, as you very well know, was in joke. ``Beside, our losses have made us thrifty. ``A thousand guilders! Come, take fifty!''
X.The Piper's face fell, and he cried ``No trifling! I can't wait, beside! ``I've promised to visit by dinnertime ``Bagdat, and accept the prime ``Of the Head-Cook's pottage, all he's rich in, ``For having left, in the Caliph's kitchen, ``Of a nest of scorpions no survivor: ``With him I proved no bargain-driver, ``With you, don't think I'll bate a stiver! ``And folks who put me in a passion ``May find me pipe after another fashion.''
``How?'' cried the Mayor, ``d'ye think I brook ``Being worse treated than a Cook? ``Insulted by a lazy ribald ``With idle pipe and vesture piebald? ``You threaten us, fellow? Do your worst, ``Blow your pipe there till you burst!''
XII.Once more he stept into the street And to his lips again Laid his long pipe of smooth straight cane; And ere he blew three notes (such sweet Soft notes as yet musician's cunning Never gave the enraptured air) There was a rustling that seemed like a bustling Of merry crowds justling at pitching and hustling, Small feet were pattering, wooden shoes clattering, Little hands clapping and little tongues chattering, And, like fowls in a farm-yard when barley is scattering, Out came the children running. All the little boys and girls, With rosy cheeks and flaxen curls, And sparkling eyes and teeth like pearls, Tripping and skipping, ran merrily after The wonderful music with shouting and laughter.
XIII.The Mayor was dumb, and the Council stood As if they were changed into blocks of wood, Unable to move a step, or cry To the children merrily skipping by, ---Could only follow with the eye That joyous crowd at the Piper's back. But how the Mayor was on the rack, And the wretched Council's bosoms beat, As the Piper turned from the High Street To where the Weser rolled its waters Right in the way of their sons and daughters! However be turned from South to West, And to Koppelberg Hill his steps addressed, And after him the children pressed; Great was the joy in every breast. ``He never can cross that mighty top! ``He's forced to let the piping drop, ``And we shall see our children stop!'' When, lo, as they reached the mountain-side, A wondrous portal opened wide, As if a cavern was suddenly hollowed; And the Piper advanced and the children followed, And when all were in to the very last,The door in the mountain-side shut fast. Did I say, all? No! One was lame, And could not dance the whole of the way; And in after years, if you would blame His sadness, he was used to say,--- ``It's dull in our town since my playmates left! ``I can't forget that I'm bereft ``Of all the pleasant sights they see, ``Which the Piper also promised me. ``For he led us, he said, to a joyous land, ``Joining the town and just at hand, ``Where waters gushed and fruit-trees grew ``And flowers put forth a fairer hue, ``And everything was strange and new; ``The sparrows were brighter than peacocks here, ``And their dogs outran our fallow deer, ``And honey-bees had lost their stings, ``And horses were born with eagles' wings: ``And just as I became assured ``My lame foot would be speedily cured, ``The music stopped and I stood still, ``And found myself outside the hill, ``Left alone against my will,To go now limping as before, ``And never hear of that country more!''
Alas, alas for Hamelin! There came into many a burgher's pate A text which says that heaven's gate Opes to the rich at as easy rate As the needle's eye takes a camel in! The mayor sent East, West, North and South, To offer the Piper, by word of mouth, Wherever it was men's lot to find him, Silver and gold to his heart's content, If he'd only return the way he went, And bring the children behind him. But when they saw 'twas a lost endeavour, And Piper and dancers were gone for ever, They made a decree that lawyers never Should think their records dated duly If, after the day of the month and year, These words did not as well appear,
``And so long after what happened here ``On the Twenty-second of July, ``Thirteen hundred and seventy-six:'' And the better in memory to fix The place of the children's last retreat, They called it, the Pied Piper's Street--- Where any one playing on pipe or tabor Was sure for the future to lose his labour. Nor suffered they hostelry or tavern To shock with mirth a street so solemn; But opposite the place of the cavern They wrote the story on a column, And on the great church-window painted The same, to make the world acquainted How their children were stolen away, And there it stands to this very day. And I must not omit to say That in Transylvania there's a tribe Of alien people who ascribe The outlandish ways and dress On which their neighbours lay such stress, To their fathers and mothers having risen Out of some subterraneous prison
Into which they were trepanned Long time ago in a mighty band Out of Hamelin town in Brunswick land, But how or why, they don't understand.
So, Willy, let me and you be wipers Of scores out with all men---especially pipers! And, whether they pipe us free from rats or from mice, If we've promised them aught, let us keep our promise!
Quite right Paul. You have hit the the bullseye.
You are doing fine then JunkBond.
Coin collectors must ask themselves are THEY choosing what to buy or are they being lead. In the LONG RUN coin collecting is more enjoyable when good decisions are made. I firmly believe this if you buy Roman coins Celtic coins Islamic, Greek, coins search for old English coin eg Arch Bishop of Cantabury coins (if you are lucky), Or modern British coins or world coins. A good community of coin/stackers who are happy in the long run will last. A forum where the next big thing is jumped on may not last as long.
Remember the Piper must be paid.
The ratio is extreme, a rarity. The downside in platinum looks limited but depends on how severely palladium falls/ratio corrects up. In a recession that affects the car industry both would likely fall, though limited in platinum. Tempting to make direct comparisons to last time and say palladium has another decent move higher before the fall but lets see. It will make sense after the event and the details come into focus.
That all went way above my head. Accumulate physical gently and in a small and economically sensible way or slowly without concern or buy a bloody great big brick without concern if you got the looolah....did I miss something ? Other investments are specialised.
My response was in the context of traditional modern finance and measures of risk. Yes, risk and volatility are not the same, but most people are wise to consider portfolio characteristics like drawdown and risk adjusted return, all of which are linked into volatility of underlying constituents. It is hard to argue that concentrating 100% of your wealth in anything brings in risk in one form or another that more diversification would mitigate.
Gold produces 3% return a year real term over 50 years. Bonds will produce something similar? Not a lot more I would bet. Bonds have counter party risk (government default via various scenarios) and we are 5 decades into a bull market with interest rates at record lows. I see risk, others don't they think bonds are safe.
Gold produces 3% a year for 50 years - volatility is irrelevant then, we get 3% return, where is the risk. Risk of being robbed, gold being made illegal - different risks. Volatility does not increase the risks. All imo.
Yes it is overthinking agreed, we all see things differently that is what makes the market 👍
I've retired 3 years ago, was saving on retirement for 20 years. I planned to live on 20K per year. But now I changed my strategy. Now I make my money work on me. I live on 10K per year and also invest 10K every year(30K for last 3 years). My investments bring me 4-5K per year. Yes, this is less than 20K I planned. But I can get my 30K investments at any moment, so I feel free and confident. I really enjoy my retirement😉
You just enter the IBAN number and Bank code (BIC) number. Was this a while ago? Transferwise blocked them for a while because their business name (Electrum) matches a cryptocurrency, which they dont want to support.
I always find it funny people saying “Well I never had any problems with them” on threads where people have clearly had problems with them (and the number of problems seem to be disproportionately higher for this particular vendor than any others). It’s a bit like saying to someone who has just been in a car crash “Well I was driving a car today and I never had an accident”!
My two pennies. People need to stop giving this company pass after pass after pass. You shouldn't have to stay civil just to get what is lawfully yours. I'm not saying go mental, but as a paying customer you would have every right to be insistent and ever so slightly forceful in your demands.
It worries me how many people out there who are less confident may have succumbed to their attitude of omnipotence.
I dont know what has happened to them as I also had a few decent orders from them. I had one issue that was small enough that I never bothered to highlight it.
I'm not going to go around bad mouthing them, but they should understand that the PM world can be a small one, and what goes around comes around.
A bit mason/occult? Pyramid. Eye of providence. Bundle of arrows. Tudor rose. Who is Chris Duane?
This coin is also treasonous and an insult to her majesties grace. Or face if you like. An insult to her majesties resting face.
This is not correct, the bail-ins are focused on creditors, senior debt holder, not current accounts where the £85k guarantee still holds. Deposits in a safe, you are not a creditor so shouldnt be covered under current bail-in regulation (future may change to law and regulation ).
A word of caution - as Abyss stated - I would also NOT use a safety deposit within any bank (I believe many are withdrawing this facility). Yes they are of course fairly secure but, issues worth noting:-
1) Your goods are only available during normal banking hours
2) Should there be any 'financial meltdown'/run on the bank - and they close their doors - you may not be able to get access to your box - at all??
3) In the event Bank has severe financial difficulties - Govmnt will no longer 'bail-out' a Bank using tax-payers money so Banks have devised 'bail-ins' which can seize all depositors assets/funds (current accounts/savings accounts - safety deposit boxes!!) to try and address their financial issues!!
I'm sure there are some members on here who may be more 'legal' savvy and can advise - but these are my understandings and concerns!!
I have enjoyed this thread from the start and I commend everyone involved it has been very civilised.
I am glad people were not banned as free speech is to be treasured. It keeps us all honest.
But, and there is allways a but, There are no winners here as arguing on the internet is like competing in the special olympics you may win but your still special.
So why don`t we end it here and you do your thing and we do our thing? because to be frank this thread has achieved nothing except increasing my popcorn bill.
I do love my popcorn though so please carry on if you wish.
About 8 weeks ago before Christmas the wife asked me to clean up my stuff
there was a new in box Dewalt 735 planer sitting in the corner of the living room for the last 6 months along with all the other things I have laying around
At 56 I have collected lots of stuff
wife asked what I was going to do with all this stuff?
I said sell it and convert it to silver
well that was about 8 weeks ago
I now have13 lbs f fine 999 silver