Well, I left school at Christmas in ’55, and I started working at an advertising agency just off Peter Street, you know, brew boy, errands, things like that. And one lunchtime – I used to walk around town, as you do, have a wander around – and this particular day I was walking down Quay Street, and I noticed there was something going on at the bottom of Quay Street called Granada TV. I thought, “Oh,” but at the time as well, my wages were two pounds five shillings at this advertising agency. So I don’t know if it was the same day or a day or two later, I thought, “I’ll give them a ring and see if they need anyone.” So I rang into Granada and said, “I’m making enquiries, do you need anybody?” I just told them the details, you know, 15-year-old lad, blah, blah, blah. So they said, “Yes, come down.” So I got an appointment to come down, saw this chap who was doing the recruiting, I thought he was doing it for everything, every job that was there, and he said, “When do you want to start?” and the big carrot he held in front of me was he offered me three pounds a week. Well, from two pound five, it’s a big jump, you know, so I thought, “I’ll have a go at that!” So I said, “Yeah, okay.” So I started on April 9, 1956. Basically that was it. In the post room.
