Originally Posted by Paul Markham

I never thought of being a soldier.

Going to new lands.

Meeting foreigners.

Killing them to make them free.

I wanted to be a chef. Did it as a trainee for 2 years and the hours and wages were crap. So went into the family trade of dress making, ran a stall, found out I could sell, then discovered selling the idea to girls of getting your kit off and doing wonderful things to your body. Was even better money and loads of fun.