So July 1969 and school behind me and home for the summer. Results arrived, not good. Dad was not impressed and didn't say a lot at the time. A couple of weeks went bye and I was enjoying the summer doing not a lot with not a thought in my head for the future until the day dad said to me, "how are you going to pay us board and lodge?". Down to earth with a bump. We lived a mile from the nearest bus stop, so I donned my shoes, caught the bus and went into town and got a job which shaped my future for the next few years.
I started work as a waitress in the local Market Hotel (still standing) . It was run by a young couple with big ideas and hopes for this place. They told me to get some catering qualifications, sent me off to London for an interview with the then Joe Lyons catering company (I always knew I had something in common with Nigella) and within a couple of months much to every ones surprise, I was living in Clapham Common embarking on a catering management course!
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