![]() ![]() ![]() Naturally, I promptly went bankrupt when the world went topsy-turvy and lost my home, car and valuables to the Official Receiver’s auctioneers, although I must say that the County Court Judge was a sweetums, considering. Corporations and I company on acrimonious terms and I left to concentrate my own businesses. Only got shot at once, while my car was stuck at traffic signals - and they missed me (just). I eventually studied for a BA in Operation Research Systems Analysis and a Masters in Industrial Relations and then started work in the British Civil Service and EDS, ITSA, AVIVA et al. Aged fourteen I enjoyed driving my Aunt around to lay off her semi-pro bets at bookmakers. Aged ten we lived in a friend’s public zoo in Norfolk (and I skipped school for the year). I learned to read and write at age nine, on the Isle of Lewis in the Outer Hebrides, Scotland where my Father listened in to the USSR’s transmissions and we all lived on a croft with two pet sheep and a house with no running water and no bathroom. As a child I spoke only Cantonese and a little pidgin English. When I was born we moved to Hong Kong in time for the worst cholera epidemic, drought and typhoon of the century. My Mother was a factory-worker, home-maker, socialite and lady. ![]() ![]() My Father was a Grimsby deep-sea fisherman turned Cold War spy, an electronic-warfare expert turned naval historian. ![]()
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