Saturday, 13 October 2018
Singapore Dividends for Financial Freedom - Ranting Under the Stars
Morning folks. Here we are. Another Sunday morning and another blog post from Singapore Dividend Collector. Strap yourself in people.
I would like to start this post with a few thoughts on what has been going on in the markets over the past week.
We've all read about the the nose dive in the US with the major indices loosing more than 3% in a single session. Household names such as Apple, Microsoft, Nike and Amazon felt the heat losing more than 4% of their value. Investors have been hit in Singapore, too, with some in the blogging community freaking out and talking about running to the hills. Aghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
What I find interesting is how quickly the tone of writing changes once market turbulence kicks in. For a long time, people have been glowing, showing their portfolios online for all to admire. Like kids in the playground presenting their football cards, these bloggers fizz with excitement when given a message of encouragement from a random in blogosphere.
"You're so close to FIRE!!!"
(By the way, next person to say "FIRE" gets a punch in the neck. I'll be blogging oh so soon on this fucking annoying term)
However, as the last week has shown, the stock market occasionally will rabbit punch you in the kidneys.
"Oh, have you seen my new Hong Kong growth portfolio?"
"No, I haven't."
"You just have to see this; I swear micro caps are so the way to go moving forward."
"Really? why's that?"
"Well, like, I read this book, yeah. And it said that the only real way to get a ten bagger is to scour international markets for this little companies called micro caps, yeah. Are you with me?"
"Yes, I'm with you."
*The following day*
"Shit, help, my micro port is down...badly. I'm selling up. This is not for me. Big time."
Anyway, the fact is that we haven't had a decent, balls to the wall, blood out the nose market collapse for a long time now, and it's on the cards. Make no bones about it: something big, grotesque and vulgar lucks on the horizon, and things are going to get messy.
For me this is cool. I'm happy to let the markets do their thing while I nibble at beaten down stocks from time to time. History has shown us there's little to fear in the long run. In fact, as Business Insider wrote ' There's almost no chance young investors will lose money over 40 years.' Thus, it's important for people during these times of volatility to remember the long term game (if that's the game you play, of course)
I play the long game in investing and sleep at night as a result. A colleague, who will remain nameless, buzzed around out workplace earlier in the year, gesticulating like a street drinker on acid.
He felt he found the key to life (like so many by the way) in the Crypto rally.
"Bit coin is the way forward. Followed closely by Litecoin. Have you read about Litecoin? It's the future according to my research."
Hearing this, I breathed deeply and shuffled somewhat uneasily in my office chair, waves of cynicism warming my veins.
"Your research? Tell me about that, if you will."
He ran his fingers through his hair and chomped quickly and awkwardly on some gum. His mouth moved up and down almost as if controlled by some hidden, malevolent force."
I saw this and it alarmed me. I'd seen this type of chewing before by people on MDMA and Cocaine.
"Are you OK?" I asked him. "You don't look OK. Have you been sleeping?"
He sighed deep and long and chewed on his right thumb nail.
"I haven't really been sleeping. No time really. I feel this run in the Crypto market is my big chance. I believe this is a once in a generation opportunity, and I will not miss my chance."
The dark rings under his eyes and flabby facial expression told me a different story.
"What do you mean your chance?" I replied.
"Can you not see what is going on here? This is the big one. The big chance. All we have to do is study this stuff and invest hard. The markets will take care of the rest."
I saw in his eyes a strained expression. One full of painful, stretched optimism. Eyes reddened by too many sleepless nights.
I'm sure you will agree this is not a wise road to traverse. And the same goes for freaking out when the market has a wobble. Don't panic; don't sit up all night watching endless videos about the history of stock market crashes; don't listen to Doomsday pundits predicting Armageddon for your portfolio. Screw all of that 100 times over!
What you need to do is the following: make sure you are confident in the underlying businesses you own. Do they have decent management? Do they make money? Are you confident they will be around in the future?
If the answer to these questions is yes then chill out, work hard and then invest back into your portfolio when pessimism is high. Don't get caught up in the noise. Relax, for life is for living, not gnawing at your lunulas like some crazed psychopath.
Please be rational and learn from history. All is well and will continue to be so. Crack open a beer and smile.
Saturday, 6 October 2018
Singapore Dividends for Financial Freedom - What % of REITS/Trusts should I have?
Good morning party people I trust you are smiling on this overcast Sunday morning.
For the first time this rainy season, little bits of bright blue sky are beginning to assert themselves overhead. With only a month or so left of the rains, it's time to visualize long evenings spent reading on the beach with a cool wind ruffling the green palm leaves. Ahead, past the demerara sugar sands, the ocean, flat and twinkling, relaxes and reflects on the sanctity of life. Psssssssssit! I crack open another beer and toss the lid aside. As the horizon begins to glow crimson, blue and orange, I reflect on how lucky I am to be here; how lucky I am to be alive. In world full of atrocity, pain and existential paranoia, I sit here, wide-eyed, smiling, contemplating the beauty of nature and my place within it.
Living in the topics is more than I could have ever dreamed of as a boy, and it's where I feel home. Like most, I don't want to work for ever. This is not because I hate what I do - far from it. It's just that I know I won't always be able to work at such a frantic pace: days blurring into weeks into months like some sort of purgatorial punishment; missed meals and irrational moods. The pursuit of money will one day take a back seat in my consciousness, and so it's vital to have a hefty income paying portfolio as back up. This will provide the means in the future to lounge around, sipping booze and reading books (two of my favorite things)
I realized this is 2015 - rather late I may add- thanks to a few gentle nudges by wife. She noticed that we worked all the time and our money sat dormant in the bank. At the time, I had a mindset that said the following:
'Well, at least the money is safe.'
'I know nothing about the stock market.'
'I didn't study finance.'
'Investing is for rich people.'
'The stock market is for greed-heads.'
If any of you have ever had such thoughts, I'm sure you can empathize with me. Honestly, I thought with my extensive background in reading classic literature and living in far flung places in the world, I had life all worked out. But, I was wrong.
So, what was the turning point? How did I make the shift from an artsy reader of literature to a income investor?
Socrates said 'True knowledge exists in knowing you know nothing.'
I heard this quote on the 'In Our Time' show hosted by Melvin Brag on BBC Radio 4, and it got be thinking.
My wife continued to urge me to read the financial section of the newspaper - at which I grimaced. All those ratios and numbers; all those greedy corporate assholes; all those anachronisms! Screw all that...
However, Socrate's quote bounced around my head like a pinball, and little by little my ego retracted.
'Perhaps I know less than I think.'
This phrase invaded my consciousness like the evening does the day and I began my reading.
I will talk in later blogs about books, blogs, blog and podcasts that have influenced me over the past 4 years. For now, I must talk about my portfolio's REIT allocation.
Presently, I have the following holdings. I've divided them into sectors with % of total portfolio.
| Keppel DC REIT | 7.00% | REIT data center (alternative) | 11% |
| AimAMP Cap REIT | 3.00% | REIT industrial | 17% |
| Ascendas REIT | 14.00% | REIT industrial | |
| AscottREIT | 2.00% | REIT property | 19% |
| Fraser Com Trust | 14.00% | REIT property | |
| Capita Com Trust | 3.00% | REIT Property | |
| First REIT | 9.00% | REIT healthcare | 9% |
| CapitaMall Trust | 4.00% | REIT retail | 4% |
| Global Investments | 1.00% | Trust investment | 1% |
| Acenndas H Trust | 5.00% | REIT hospitality | 9% |
| Accordia Golf Trust | 4.00% | Trust golf courses hospitality |
REITS and Trusts Total = 66%
Some might say this is rather aggressive, but I don't think so.
The rest of my portfolio is made up of blue chip divided payers, all of which I plan to hold for as long as possible.
| SingTel | 6.00% | Stock telecommunications | 8% |
| Starhub | 2.00% | Stock telecommunications | |
| SATS | 1.00% | Stock Airport management and services | 1% |
| Keppel Corp | 1.00% | Stock oil etc. and property | 1% |
| DBS | 0.10% | Stock bank | 0.35% |
| UOB | 0.25% | Stock bank | |
| SGX | 3.00% | Stock stock market etc. | 3% |
| Singpost | 2.00% | Stock post and logistics | 2% |
| Kingsmen Creative | 1.40% | Stock marketing events and displays | 1% |
| Sheng Siong | 5.00% | Stock supermarkets | 17% |
| Thaibev | 12.00% | Stock food and bev | |
| Nikko AM STI ETF | 1% | STI ETF | 1% |
Blue Chip Dividend Payers Total = 34%
(I'm aware a couple of the shares in there are not blue chips)
As you can image, this portfolio is generating a large amount of cash all of which is pumped back in. between Jan and Aug 2018 passive income stood at $28,000 (Singaporean) which is not to be sniffed at. Give it ten years and this has the potential to be a worthwhile project.
The questions is though, do you think the REIT and Trust component is too meaty at 66%?
I'm happy with the risk, but is this just because I ignore the realities of a rising interest rate environment, or is it that I understand the likelihood of all being fine in two decades time?
I'm not sure I know the answer myself.
Tuesday, 2 October 2018
Singapore Dividends for Financial Freedom - Accordia Golf Trust (BUY)
Welcome to you all. This blog is a collection of thoughts loosely related to my investing adventure that began in 2015. If you fancy you can check out older posts in which I tell some of my back story and reveal my holdings.
Feel free to ask any questions you might have by leaving a message. As you will notice within microseconds of reading my posts, writing is a means for me to stay level in a busy world. Don't expect to read my posts and be enlightened...I hope they provide a little light-hearted peep into my investing world and show others that even a scatterbrain, procrastinating Mr. Average can push toward financial freedom with saving and aggressive stock investing.
Anyway, in with the focus of this post and out with the waffle.
Today, is my birthday (cue HBD song) so instead of going out and spending a ton of cash on fancy food and wine I decided to pick up a further 14,500 shares of Accordia Golf Trust at 0.56.
This counter has taken a battering of the past year and at yesterday's price of 0.56 looked to good to refuse.
Thus, with this birthday purchase, my position has grown to 58,500 shares.
It looks decent value to me:
These kinds of ratios, combined with its sweet 7.13% yield make the company seem dam tasty, so I just couldn't resist.
Sure, the company has debt issues to deal with, but I still think this is a great long term income play.
If you disagree, please tell me all about it.
Sunday, 23 September 2018
Singapore Dividends for Financial Freedom - My Story 4
Hi folks, I trust all is well. You may have noticed I did not post anything last week. This was because I was in KL on business. Now, back home, with the mists of guilt slowly lifting, my fingers are once again back in typing mode, and my mind is in the right place to allow for the free flow of ideas.
Today's, post is a reflection on a time and a person.
The time is 2015 and the person 'X'. Of course, no story is complete with out a setting, so for the sake of anonymity, let's call it 'H'.
In early 2015 I traveled to 'H' to visit my family, whom I'd not seen in quite some time. They live in a mountainous, serene place full of fresh fast-flowing rivers and the greenest fields you could imagine. Mix together an image of a fairy tale with a Microsoft desktop image of a verdant pasture and you're getting close.
Anyway, when people live in places blessed with such outstanding nature beauty, they often tend to operate in tune with the vibes of mother nature. By that I mean people move at a pace similar to their surroundings. This gentle, care-free style of living is disappearing around the globe as more people move to cities. In fact, by 2050 two thirds of the world's population with live in urban centers (link)
This fact leaves me with ambiguous thoughts. One the one hand, people swarming towards cities means greater opportunity for business; however, on the other it also means a loss of the aforementioned lifestyle. I don't know if any of you grew up in a rural area, but if you did, you'll know what I'm getting at here. It feels nice to walk to the local greengrocer and immerse oneself in the gossip of the day:
Sam left the bar early last night with Sara; there's a rumor flying about that the Hamiltons at the end of Main Street are thinking getting into the cafe business and setting up beside the bank; Did you hear the one about Mr. Devinish? He was caught bringing back 2000 cigarettes from the south of Spain. And he a teacher...
As futile as this type of daily patter sounds, it does add a certain intimacy to everyday exchanges, a warmth.
City living, I find, lacks this intimacy. I'm not saying it doesn't exist, it does, but just to a lesser extent. My experiences of city living left me feeling somewhat atomized in the big smoke. I'm sure you know what I mean: surrounded by folk but wanting for that sense of community the countryside has in abundance.
Right, just where am I going with this post. I have a tendency to drift off into the flow of my subconscious, typing everything that pops into my mind. Call this stream of consciousness writing if you like, or simply self-indulgent bullshit if you will, but I'm writing as an exercise in mindfulness in our scattered, chaotic modern times.
Let's get back to the story shall we? I hope you'll excuse these strange digressions and stay with me.
I mentioned my old friend 'X' earlier. Let me tell you a bit more about him.
'X' is the same age as me, and we grew up in the same picturesque, rustic place described before. As teens we spent large swathes of time together talking about everything under the sun - except investing and finance. In fact, these things were anathema to us and our friends. We danced to the rhythm of Marx, Hakim Bay, Chomsky etc. rather than Adam Smith. Yes, the ideas of the far left appealed greatly: Alienation, The Temporary Autonomous Zone etc.
As youngsters we sat in forested areas, a bottle of cider in hand, discussing the finer details of class politics or the need for violent revolution to overthrow the capitalist oppressors.
'X' in particular was extremely well read in history, philosophy and classic literature and would often educate us all on the finer details of the fall of Rome or radical politics of the 19th century.
At this time, none of us ever mentioned the stock market. These two words said out loud would have conjured up images of the greedy rich who dominated society using the oppressive apparatus of the capitalist state. The idea that a working man could achieve financial freedom using his own head and cash was way beyond our reckoning.
As we got older, 'X' continued to study hard, earning degrees in history, and philosophy. After this, he took a shine to science and mathematics and got a masters in environmental science. All of this hard work and intellectual endeavour sunk him into debt.
Around the time 'X' passed his masters, I met him and volunteered to be part of a forest school. We spent a week working together building wooden huts and natural amenities. I mentioned to 'X' I wanted to retire early and needed to find a way to make this happen. He dismissed my ideas stating that a lifetime of graft was inevitable.
This conversation stayed with me and I knew I was at a pivotal moment in my life. I was determined not to work forever. Not that I dislike working - for from it- rather I wanted to find a way to make my hard earned money work for me. The thought of working hard and then letting my stash get eaten by inflation irked me. I mentioned this fact to 'X'. He shrugged it off and said the bank's where money belongs.
How could this be true? If inflation sits at 4% and my money in my Current Account is earning me 0.5% it doesn't take a genius to work out what will happen over time. But this is the crux of the issue. When you're brought up in an area where people don't invest in stocks, and in fact, view them as 'betting for rich folk'; if this is the case, then what hope do people have in making their money work for them? What chance to people have when they traverse through the schooling system and never once are taught about money and how to make it work in their favor?
It's bullshit, isn't it? Imagine in school you had a class on investing. In it you would learn about value dividend investing, growth investing etc. and suddenly a kid's perceptions on saving and money would be transformed. Instead of sitting around a campfire week after week and talking about Jungian theory or Joyce's use of interior monologue, teenagers might pass the bottle and talk about the value of REITs presently or how their portfolio is compounding.
Now, don't get me wrong, I'm still a stickler for literature, history and philosophy, but I just think they shouldn't monopolize the conversation.
Ironically, if you ask 'X' about his work, he'll tell you he hates it. However, he prepared to keep plugging away, day after day, week after week, year after year simply because he has the wrong attitude towards finance.
So, to cut this long and story short, I think we all need to be less like 'X' and educate ourselves to the point where we can make competent financial decisions that positively influence our future. Until we do so, life will continue to be drawn-out just like 'X's' and financial freedom with be the stuff of myth.
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Monday, 10 September 2018
10th September 2018 - Singapore Dividend Portfolio
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Singapore Dividend Portfolio 2018
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| Counters | % |
| Keppel DC REIT | 7.00% |
| AimAMP Cap REIT | 3.00% |
| Ascendas REIT | 14.00% |
| AscottREIT | 2.00% |
| First REIT | 9.00% |
| CapitaMall Trust | 4.00% |
| Accordia Golf Trust | 4.00% |
| Capita Com Trust | 3.00% |
| Acenndas H Trust | 5.00% |
| Fraser Com Trust | 14.00% |
| Global Investments | 1.00% |
| SingTel | 6.00% |
| Starhub | 2.00% |
| SATS | 1.00% |
| Keppel Corp | 1.00% |
| DBS | 0.10% |
| UOB | 0.25% |
| SGX | 3.00% |
| Singpost | 2.00% |
| Kingsmen Creative | 1.40% |
| Sheng Siong | 5.00% |
| Thaibev | 12.00% |
| Nikko AM STI ETF | 1% |
Evening all. I hope today has been good for you.
Dividends frenzy in August with more than $9000 in the warchest.
Going to keep a very close eye on Singtel, AimAMP Cap REIT, Wilmar Inter and Accordia Golf Trust over the next week or so.
Onward!
Saturday, 8 September 2018
Singapore Dividends for Financial Freedom - Young Grasshopper
Well, here we are again. Another Sunday morning and another blog from your's truly. You know, I am enjoying my blogging routine. It forces me to connect a few words together and have a think about what's going on in the investing scene.
Throughout the week, I read all my favorite blogs and a bit of news just to keep my mind suitably lubricated with the general goings on in the SGX.
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We've all seen the old Kung Fu movies with the master and the student. The bearded master sits crossed legged and in front of him, prostrate on the floor, is his student, obsequious and earnest.
'If you follow the path, Young Grasshopper, you will find the light.'
'Yes, Master. I will follow.'
Later, I want to share a financial version of this story.
Just to be clear to anyone reading my words for the first time, the purpose of this blog is to help others who, like me, feel a little intimidated by the array of investing information available out there in the blogosphere. My lighthearted musings hopefully provide you with an opportunity to sit back, smile and look at things from a slightly different angle.
Conversely, you may feel my words are lacking in the kind of intellectual clout you desire from a financial blog. If you feel this way, that's fine by me. There are plenty of blogs out there offering in- depth analysis and projections of how this or that stock is going to perform, and I read most of them. But I want my own little blog to me something different. I want it to be a place free from pretensions and mumbo-jumbo and be a space where people some to have a giggle and share some investing ideas.
Anyway, where's this blog going I hear you ask? Well, let me tell you a little story.
Here comes the Young Grasshopper bit.
Some years ago, I helped a high school student pass his IELTS exam. For those of you unfamiliar with the acronym, it stands for The International English Language Testing System. It is the global benchmark for English language proficiency and is necessary for university entrance in Europe etc. After passing his test, my student trotted off to university, got a degree and then, out of the blue, 4 years later, arrived at my office all smiles. Of course, it was great see him again, and we shared our stories and laughed about the past. Then after a few beers, he mentioned being interested in investing but didn't know where to start. Could I help him, he asked.
A gong sound resonated in my head.
A-ha! Investing you say. Good man.
I've always wished I'd started investing younger. In fact, at 35 I was late to the feast. But here, sitting in front of me, a 23 year old was asking me how to get started in the investing game.
Exciting, don't you think?
Imagine being 23 again and simply tucking away a few hundred notes every month in some blue chip REITs, a index tracker or even some blue ship stocks! My goodness! The time you have on your side. By 35 you'd be well on your way to retirement and still fresh enough to enough all the wonders life throws at you. We've all read the blogs that show us the power of compounding over time and thought... if only I'd....
So, in the spirit of friendship and financial learning, I sent the young man a copy of Rich Dad Poor Dad.
*Cue uncomfortable coughing and chair fidgeting at this juncture*
Now, some of you might bite back at me for this, stating the book is badly written or lacks detail, but I believe for the absolute beginner, this is a good starting point. The book shapes the novice's mindset into thinking about assets and liabilities. Also, it teaches the importance of saving and making money work in your favor rather than just letting it fester in a bank account. For that alone, it gets my vote.
I remember in early 2015, sitting reading a copy of the Major of Casterbridge and my wife sitting opposite absorbed in Rich Dad Poor Dad. She urged me to read it after her. I snubbed her request, for why would I spend my valuable free time reading such drivel when I have Thomas Hardy! This intellectual snobbery was the reason I got to 35 and invested nothing. Thus, when I started reading my wife's recommendation, I realized I was Kiyosaki's poor dad, well read, opinionated...broke. We could have been twins or doppelgangers! What a shock to the system this was.
For all those years I thought reading Dostoyeevsky, Hemmingway, Orwell, Hardy, Chekov etc. made me a better person, a superior being. After years of reading about murder, incest, love affairs, friendship, family, government etc. I felt like I knew it all. My ego bulged ever outwards.
'Rich Dad Poor Dad - you must be joking! I'm not reading that nonsense!'
But when I read it I got a shock. How could I have been so blinkered all those years? My myopic obsession with classic literature (not to mention philosophy) had made me arrogant, wordy and vague (as is still evident in my writing style - sorry folks)
Rich Dad opened my eyes and showed me a different way to live, think and experience the world.
For those who grew up with Rich Dads, you don't know how lucky you are. But for the rest of us, who had Poor Dads, a book like the above is necessary reading. We all have to start somewhere, don't we?
So, to wrap things up here, this is why I recommended Rich Dad Poor Dad to my very own Young Grasshopper. Not only will it change his mindset and show him the correct path (like it did for me) it will give him ideas and vocabulary, enabling the next step along the path to financial freedom.
This is something we all need and the younger we get it the better.
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Sunday, 2 September 2018
Singapore Dividends for Financial Freedom - My Story 3
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OK, then here we go. Welcome to the third installment of Singapore Dividends for Financial Freedom - My Story. I hope you'll allow me the space to think out loud, for I find typing frantically is like letting the air out of a balloon. Psssssssit! There we go. Didn't that feel good?
With our lives filled with ever more distraction and responsibilities, it cool to type a few words in a carefree fashion and offer to the world an honest opinion. Honestly, if no one reads this blog, I don't care. For me it is an exercise in mental tomfoolery, a way to keep my cluttered head from exploding.
What with Facebook, Line, Whatsapp, email bla bla bla, we've become slaves to technology. Watch how people react when their phone receives a message.
Ding dong! says Line.
The individual jumps like they've been bitten by an wasp. The initial freakish jerk is followed by an uncomfortable wriggling and then they rub the effected area, soothingly, softly, slowly. Oh, the relief! Shit! Another email from an Indian CEO company.
It could have been a message containing details of how I could become the new Warren Buffet, or even how by deciphering some ancient hieroglyphics I could learn the mysteries of alchemy or the Turin Shroud. But, oh no. Just more nonsense. Delete.
But my goodness, it's so tempting, isn't it? You just have to look. Another message teasing me, flirting like some Persian temptress.
Ding Ding! goes its calling call, filling my brain with lovely dopamine. Oh lovely dopamine!
Anyway, I'm not going to get preachy in this blog. Its your life and what you do with your free time is none of my business. But a little voice inside my head tell me that very soon there may be a backlash against the intrusiveness of instant messaging. Little by little we are realizing the little computer in our pocket, the little rectangle of metal and plastic is stealing from us important down time. With each Ding Dong! we are snatched from the present moment and forced to engage in the online world. Personally speaking, I'd rather not. I like ME time. But anyway...
I'm aware my blog does not have the expertise of Financial Horse or the precision of Forever Financial Freedom but I hope my words can offer someone, somewhere a little something. Honestly, I'm not sure what this could be, but my aim is to share with you my passion and love of the Singaporean stock market and its businesses.
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