| In September 1967, at the age of 18,
I found myself desperately looking for
work for the second time that year and
for the fourth time since leaving school
in 1965. |
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| With no qualifications and no career
path, with parents who would not support
me, I decided that I would try to get
a job as a postman, at least temporarily. |
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| In the event, I ended up in the bus
station and without thinking I asked
if they had any vacancies. |
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| This random act would change my life
completely. |
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| This is the story of my journey, a
journey which took me to new places
and introduced me to new experiences.
A journey which made me a very different
person. |
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| Like a lot of people, I went 'on the
buses' while I sorted out a proper job.
Like a lot of people, I stayed much
longer than intended. |
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| A busman's life wasn't all fun but
there was something about the job which
was different, something which made
it almost addictive. |
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| Above all, it allowed me to break
free and grow. For this it became one
of the most important periods of my
life. |
