In Competition No. 2586 you were invited to submit a convincing apology, on behalf of the banking industry, for the financial meltdown.
Overall, the standard was high. Basil Ransome-Davies went into contrition overdrive, managing to cram no fewer than 16 impressively insincere-sounding instances of the word ‘sorry’ into his entry. By ‘sorry’ number seven I was ready to forgive anything.
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