As a kid what did you want to do/be when you grew up?

Fighter pilot -a friend from my class in school made the training stage but got killed when he crashed his Gnat jet trainer in Anglesey - so maybe I had a lucky escape when I became a teacher instead.

 

Lol. Baz in his younger days?

Great film, BTW.

 

Industrial Designer, but I can't draw, least, not well enough...you have to remember back in '89 BC (before computers), well before the 486, a designer was hired, not based upon their imagination, but on the pretty drawings in their portfolio, a Chip Foose, I am not!

However, I am not going to complain, being a failed designer worked out ok, in the end , I think

PS I do actually have a degree in Industrial Design, even if I can't draw like Chip Foose.

 

I don't think that I ever really knew, probably why I spent years at Art College.

 

a veterinary surgeon. sadly biology o' level taught me that I am quite squeamish and throwing up at the thought of cutting up a pigs lung ended that one. Working for Greenpeace on the rainbow warrior or for social justice. I was torn between studying law or arts/sociology and anthropology... I chose the poorer route

 

Something in electronics or software. Which I still am doing, about 45 years after realising that was what I wanted to do.

Probably initially fired up by seeing the moon landings on TV.

 

Our milkman had what I thought was a huge horse to pull the cart. I followed him around the estate taking to his horse, I wanted to be a milkman. When I got my first two wheel bike I wanted to be a postman. Went to school and wanted to be a soldier. I left a privileged education with zero. My dad got me a job on the river tugs making tea, peeling spuds washing up cleaning stuff working all hours, I loved it, worked hard played hard.

 

Only ever wanted to be a soldier. From a young age I was Army mad, playing with my action man dolls, building bases, playing army etc...

 

Policeman, turns out that actually it was a lot more crap than I thought, so now I fix big printers, and loaf around, loads.

 

Our careers day was a trip down the pit where my dad had nearly got his arm ripped off a few years earlier.
Decided to work on safer building sites

 

I wanted to work in forestry but it meant going to college somewhere in the Scottish Highlands and I didn't fancy that

 

You could have gone to Newton Rigg in Penrith. Most of my flat mates were foresters there.

 

As a kid I wanted to be willie dynamite ....what’s not to like ?