John FindleyWith one thing and another, I lived with my grandparents throughout my school years. On leaving school, I worked for a government bank; for well over thirty years I was a banker. But the money/pay packet was never enough for me to live on; so many pat-time jobs were undertaken in the early mornings or at night. I met and married a sweet young lady; we had a family. That wife found that a better life awaited her and left our three children with me. My children and I continued caravan holidays, and I learned to iron shirts, prepare meals, etc. A new lady then came into my life, bringing three children of her own. I fell hopelessly in love. We married and set about combining two households. The bank job finished, we had been running taxis of our own for a few years - another part-time job. Running our taxis and managing other people's taxis gave us a good living. Then time to retire, taxi business sold and we managed a few holiday beach houses in the small country town where we lived. Now all work is in the past? Well maybe not, since I will continue writing. I still have something to do. Read More Read Less