This is the scene outside Kerry Packer's house in December. Kerry was the richest man in Australia. He made a million dollars a day every day for the last year of his life. Not that it was enough to keep him alive. Or in some respects even happy. I remember once having to go and stake him out outside the Royal Prince Alfred Hospital; being driven there by a jolly, beaming little Bangladeshi taxi driver who was delighted and grateful to be alive; while the country's richest man lay in his expensive hospital suite and at that moment might have given anything to exchange places with someone who was beaming, happy and poor.
The Rich Are Different
The Rich Are Different
The Rich Are Different
This is the scene outside Kerry Packer's house in December. Kerry was the richest man in Australia. He made a million dollars a day every day for the last year of his life. Not that it was enough to keep him alive. Or in some respects even happy. I remember once having to go and stake him out outside the Royal Prince Alfred Hospital; being driven there by a jolly, beaming little Bangladeshi taxi driver who was delighted and grateful to be alive; while the country's richest man lay in his expensive hospital suite and at that moment might have given anything to exchange places with someone who was beaming, happy and poor.