After a year at sixth form college doing a business (okay secretarial) course, I left education like a bat out of hell.  I was desperate to get out into the big bad business world and earn money.  Friends were focusing on A-levels and college, but that wasn’t for me – I was opting for the University of Life (as us non-academics like to refer to

I loved working at the greengrocers (my Saturday and after school job) – it had it all.   This was way before fancy electronic tills and bar coding.  We had to memorise all the prices and, if you were working outside, add up everything in your head - which when I think back, was pretty impressive stuff. I learnt so many things there.  Most importantly how

It was February 1982 when I walked into Sullivan’s Greengrocers in West Wickham and asked if they had any Saturday jobs going.  It wasn’t much of an interview process.  They asked me my name and if I was over 14.  “Yes,” I lied (I was actually 13 and 6 months).  I can’t remember whether I didn’t know you had to be 14 or whether I