After leaving school in 1959, I started working for an Insurance company in Sheffield and worked there for 10 years. In 1969, I left and worked for a polythene manufacturing company in Derby, where I put up with the conditions for 2 years, until I got a job with a Building Society, in - of all place - Burton-on-Trent, the capital of brewing. This was a shock to my system, being a tee-totaller, and it was the start of the rocky road to ruin and constant weekly visits to alcoholics anonymous, where I met my wife, a test pilot with "Blossom Hill", who showed me the delights of taking gin intravenously!
The job in Burton lasted for a couple of years until I was transferred to Derby, then of all places Liverpool, where, together with a spell in Birkenhead, I became fluent in Scouse and expert at knocking on doors asking for missed mortgage payments. All too soon this period cam to an end and lazing on the golden sunny beaches of the Wirral and New Brighton, and in winter surviving the gales coming in from the Irish sea, just became a blur in the memory.
In 1978, the company transferred me back to Burton where I still live. I had to leave work in 1992 and became a drain on the state finances, suffering from M.E. - a questionable illness which is now known as C.F.S (Chronic Fatigue Syndrome).
I still manage, however, to fill my days, by being Chairman of the Voluntary Service Centre in Burton, Chairman of the Blind and Partially Sighted Club, a digger of Ashes Burial Plots in the local churchyard, and recording the local Talking Newspaper for the Blind, as well as countless other duties.
Seriously, I married Kay in 1966 and we have one son, who was born in 1973, and one grandson, who was born in 1998, and there is the great possibility of another little Howard making an entrance in November this year .... A grandchild I hasten to add.
Well, there you have it - a wonderful life so far. Half my life on half an A4 page !!!
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