I debased the currency.
No arguments about that.
I did it with my father.
No Rothschilds in abeyance.
It a was simple.
We took a drill and bored a hole in a 'penny'.
We took a piece of elastic and passed it through the hole.
The other end of the elastic we pinned to the inside of my duffel coat.
Went to school.
Showed the penny to my classmates.
'I can make it disappear - for some pineapple chunks - anyone fancy a bet?'
Not many takers. Enough though.
Abracadabra etc, and released the penny which then shot into my armpit.
Got a good few pineapple chunks and a few Kola Cubes, too.
Even got a Bar Six from someone who fancied his chances.
In later years, I had a go at learning the real conjuring arts from my father.
He had been a pupil of Marshall Wilson who, in turn, had been a pupil of The Great Cagliostro.
Gave it up in favour of guitar, having seen that everything can be an illusion.
Especially, chicks on stage.
I should have been a politician having learnt some of the tricks.
How to debase being the most important.
More to follow, I am sure.
PS the guy who bet the 'Bar Six' is now a famous politician in my country.