“All I have is a mobile home and a wife somewhere up in Dublin who despises me, and this strange feeling that I am on the brink of discovering the meaning of life … “
John Devlin has lost all that he owned, and all that a lot of other people owned, through internet gambling. His once-celebrated financial genius has now made him notorious. They are calling him the Ponzi Man.
Waiting to stand trial for stealing his clients’ money, he goes back to live in a caravan in a seaside resort in which he spent the summers of his childhood, where memories and living reminders of better times taunt him.
John’s young solicitor James tries to persuade him to embark on a programme of rehabilitation, to reduce his jail sentence. He is just a gambler, he insists, a gambler who ran out of time. But even with his trial less than a month away, he is contemplating one last big play.
Richly insightful, deeply humorous, often poignant, The Ponzi Man skilfully reveals the inner-world of a man who knows every maddening thing about gambling, except how to give it up.