My memoirs

I've had a bit of time on my hands lately and so I've been putting it to good use by starting to write my memoirs. It's something I'd like to keep going. It's not self indulgent; it's something I'd like my nephew and niece to read when they are older and maybe their kids.

Anyway, here is an extract:

During an early stage in my life I was going through a difficult time with a girlfriend. We had been going out with each other for several years even though I was a young man at the time. I was in my early 20s. My girlfriend was studying to be a Nurse and I was in full time education learning Engineering.

We were going through a bad time and we decided to have a split. She was happy pursuing her career as a Nurse and I felt like I was going nowhere. I decided I needed to do something with my life and so I decided to apply for the Royal Air Force. When I was a kid, I dreamt of being a Pilot. So, a Pilot I was going to be.

I had to sit an entrance exam to determine the trades that would be open to someone with my aptitude. Depending on my score, I would be offered a choice of jobs or trades.

My test results showed that being a Pilot was clearly way beyond my capability. My answers to two of the questions: "Do you own a driving Licence?" and, "Do you prefer cats or dogs?", were clearly instrumental in the RAF offering me 2 choices: Truck Driver or Dog Handler.

I decided to continue with my studies and get back with Theresa.