Oh, No! Not Another Boy.
“Just when you think you can make ends meet, somebody moves the ends!”
Describing how the butler son of a disinherited Scottish heiress married the upstairs maid, daughter of a rag & bone man. From their colourful rise to success that led to my birth into a traditional family of the fifties, to how the trauma of my fathers death led to family greed and forced me to leave home at 16.
Love Beads to Fashion Craze.
A turtle only makes progress when it sticks its neck out!
After drifting from job to job I eventually open a boutique in the swinging sixties, from which I would invent a jewellery item that would sweep England.
During this period I would have to deal with theft, deceit, drug-addicts, adultery, the death of my best friend and a family feud! Then with one final con, I was taken for all I had left and lost everything.
The End of an Era.
A successful marriage isn’t finding the right person; it’s being the right person!
They said I could never do it… go from being my own boss to becoming a trainee in the hotel industry. Working 16-hour days I accomplished my goal but then went through ‘Hell’ to find ‘Heaven’. Then with wife #2 my life became one adventure after another and a host of celebrities entered my life.
The grass may be greener on the other side of the fence, but the water bill is higher!
Moving to a hotel of my own, I discovered all the up’s and down’s of running a country inn. Now living in Henley-on Thames, the next seven years would be full of surprises, including a birthday gift to my six-year-old daughter, her very own Leopard cub.
The Envy of all My Friends.
The road to success always seems to be under construction!
The winds of change blew once more and I became a professional photographer…
my days were spent photographing beautiful girls and my nights were spent processing film. I was the envy of all my friends, but to get there took a lot of hard work and an array of partners that has to be read about to believe! Then fate stepped in again and I became the personal chauffeur to an Iranian millionaire.
A War of Words.
Standing in the middle of the road, you may get knocked down by traffic from both ways.
During a vacation in Quebec I was offered a job in Montreal. After Successfully obtaining immigration, my family and I moved to Canada. We all ended up slap in the middle of a language war and after my wife and I lost our jobs and our car was wrecked in the same week, we truly found out what it really meant to be pioneers.
Take Me Home James.
"WARNING: Objects in mirror are Weirder than they Appear"
After three gruelling years we eventually moved to Ottawa, but without a job. I took a chance and walked into the office of a Limousine Company. Six months later I was fleet manager and my life took on a whole new direction, I soon became closer to celebrities than I could ever have imagined. I was now playing in the big league and over the next eight years I would discover things that I would never have believed and would witness events and situations that most people could only ever dream about.
Politicians, like diapers, should be changed regularly, often for the same reasons!
During my many years in Ottawa I was involved in countless government events… and the more I saw the funnier it got! I became privy to some amazing conversations, from bureaucrats, judges, ambassadors, heads of state to royalty, I certainly heard it all.
My Reality Check… Bounced!
Feed your faith and your doubts will starve to death…
Years of being on call 24 hours a day 7 days a week had taken its toll on me, I was stressed out. The monkeys were running the zoo and the time had come to do something about it. This was to become quite a spiritual experience in more ways than one.
Canada’s First Balti House.
A skeptic is a person who sees the writing on the wall, then claims it’s a forgery.
What to do? Go West young man… so that’s what we did; we gave everything up and moved to British Columbia on a vision quest. On the 1st of August in temperatures of 38 degrees, myself and the two youngest squashed into a 27 year old farm truck, whilst my wife Mary, Doris my 88 year old mother, Tracy our Old English sheepdog, 10 house plants, 3 cats and a hamster followed behind in an old Chevy, as we made the seven day pilgrimage to BC. After moving to Kelowna there was a surprise turn of events when a visit an old friend from England manifested into the opening of Canada’s first ‘Balti House’ restaurant.
The Silence must be Heard.
It’s alright to sit on your potty of self-pity now and then; just be sure to flush afterwards.
The Millennium Café & Esoteric Centre, severed out a lot more than just great food…
In fact it became a virtual beehive of knowledge, and people came from miles around to see and hear our guest speakers. Covering a range of topics such as heath, the metaphysical, environmental issues, new technology, de-tax and medicine to name a few, we certainly made our mark, but sorry to say nature left her mark too and we had to closedown due to the forest fires. We lost everything and I MEAN EVERYTHING! Our car was reposed, we had no job, no money, no food and no possessions, plus we found out our 17-year old daughter was pregnant and then on top of that our dog died. Well as least I had my health…well that was until my back seized up a week later. Talk about feeling depressed.
We were about to find out what being down and out really meant. Hell, we couldn’t even afford to go bankrupt!
From that moment on I discovered a whole new side to life, when everything I thought was there to help people…wasn’t! It was then that I started to delve deeper into what I’d seen and heard throughout my life and realized that there was so much stuff out there that the public didn’t know. From that moment on I decided to come out of my shell and write a book. Hoping that by telling everything I’d seen I could at least do my part in uncovering the truth for all to see.