When I was 17 in 1982, I had a time after school without work, without knowing what I wanted to do.
One day my oldest friend Gary called me and asked me if I needed a job.
I said "Yes!"
Gary gave me directions to a factory floor in the heart of the lace market, which was in the heart of Nottingham.
I put my suit on, turned up for my interview in good time and gave it my best shot.
It worked, and so did I, hard. I opened my brown paper envelope on my first pay Thursday and found £37.
At first I thought it was a mistake, it was too much.
No I'm not being sarcastic, this was money!
I soon adjusted to money however, and the value of it.
Hopes of future wealth were put into perspective by the following: