I was born in 1940, left school at 15 (definitely not a professor), involved with farming from 12 to 59, (4 Dairy,1 Fruit, 8 contracting,1 Vegetables, 1 Foreman, 27 Veg' manager,1 Pack-house Manager), currently working in a warehouse, and that leaves out more than it tells.
A workaholic, who pushes too hard, used up more lives than a cat, but never broken a bone ........ YET.
Divorced with 3 offspring, (2 sons and a daughter) the oldest son (Alan) is married and living in America, my daughter (Alison) is on her second marriage, the youngest (Gary) is doing his own thing (what ever that may be). I tried to bring them up to look after themselves as their dad won't live for ever.
I KNOW the Earth has fleas, and it will not be long before it starts to scratch. I hope to live long enough to find out if the Mayan's got it right (assuming someone translated the dates correctly). I am not an Edgar Cayce, but my predictions have a habit of coming true, which maybe because I look for the problem, not the symptom.
Increasingly disillusioned with society that is rapidly separating it self from Nature, Reality, and Common-sense. Have no faith in Religion, Politicians or Politics, believe that Rabid humans should be treated like Rabid dogs and shot, have no problem with euthanasia, suicide or cannibalism (if someone is starving). Hope not to make "old" bones, but I haven't worked out what "old" is.
Supposed to be good-looking, but someone is lying, or my mirror is, and I do not like having my photo taken, a grin that is reputed to keep me out of trouble (The BC we know and love - I like the bit about the smile. I have fond memories of that wicked grin peering out of a Hilux irrespective of the depth of the shit. Regards xxxxx), which is just as well because I "never" wind anybody up. Never managed to workout which is a "good" woman or a "bad", I know a good one can get you in to more trouble than a bad one, which is most likely why I am still on my own. I do not have a dog, had several, or rather my ex-wife did, but they adopted me, which did not go down well.
The rest, well, draw your own conclusions after reading through this site. Good or bad, feedback Welcomed.
From the left :- Alan, Alison, Me and Gary, and no he is not standing on a chair.
If you are daft enough to want to know more, click MY INDEX, it's not complete, but it never will unless someone writes my obituary. I keep trying to add bits, but time and memory get in the way.