Here he is, giving everyone their season pass to the slopes.
While I want to believe this is real, like really, really want to, I just can't. Every Friday, I sit on the tube home from work hoping someone from the 1% will offer me a bump. Sadly, most bankers enjoy the drugs afforded to them by their high remunerations so much that they don't risk access to them by gloating on public transport.
This video has been online for a whole day now, and there hasn't been a single follow up identifying the man and relaying the news of his termination. AKA not real.
On top of this, our hero really doesn't seem convincing. He may have the plummy accent down, but he just can't shake the "I was in Footlights but can't get on Russell Howard's Good News" vibe he's giving off. If his chisel expertise was genuinely reinforced by the middle class prejudices of the financial sector, then he'd know to save his shit-chatting for the overworked interns at the office, escorts or his lawyer. As it is, his quotes are too funny for someone who's legitimately ski'd up.
Also, The Sun has a paywall on its whole website - except this article. This must have fucking crushed the traffic targets for this month.
On that note, does anyone want to take coke on the tube, film it, and give Don't Panic exclusive rights. I'll buy you a Nando's if you slam heroin.