left School at 16, went to work for my old man's building company, was going to be the firm's mechanic, so did 2 years in college, first year full time, second year day release, found garage work boring.
I spent my life from age 7 racing karts (proper ones, not those toy things in indoor centres) building and tuning engines, much more fun than greasing nipples and changing brakes
Went on the firm then and finished apprenticeship as a painter and decorator.
Age 21 I fell out with my dad's business partner (his brother in law) He accused me of being drunk!
Well, ok, I might have been, was working in the bar of an hotel, had pint at lunchtime, then continued to help myself to beer through the afternoon as the bar staff finished at 2.0 clock and left me in there painting, thisty work is painting, so I kept topping up my glass
Uncle Basil came around at 4.30pm and found me a tad tiddly, threatened to sack me on the spot. I said go on then, he said he'd talk to my father, I told him not to bother, he could shove the job! :
6 weeks on the dole, then ended out self employed for another painter, after a year or two I went by myself and ran my own business, employed about 6 or 7 people at one point.
Slump in the general trade came along, and I started window cleaning to bring in money, intended to do both jobs.
Then found that once you had cleaned a house one month, you went back and kept cleaning it month after month, and thats where I've been ever since
Ian