Qualified linesman (electrical distribution low voltage and high voltage, underground with high voltage switching qualifications. But got bored, left the trade aint been back.
Qualified welder in Mig, Tig, Arc and Oxy welding. Again got bored with it and waking up in the morning and coughing up unhealthy oysters every day, aint been back.
Went to driving taxis in the bush. Liked the job but the missus of twenty years must have got bored with me.
So back, to the city, with nothing but the shirt on me back and a trusty FJ12, not wishing to go back to either trade, ended up motorcycle couriering.
Met the new missus referred to as the minister of war.
Worked at making fiberglass and carbon fibre parts and bits and pieces for bikes.
Worked in between jobs for a couple of years as a roadie, sound tech for rock and roll bands based in Melb. Good fun But its got me stuffed how I survived. No bloody wonder I'm half deaf. ( Loud pipe ya joking I can only just hear it)
Also worked at Motorcycle repair shops, and spent some time at a truck and car workshop in between trades and other jobs
Had a business in the early nineties building leadlight windows.
Now have a franchised courier run, which I share responsibilities with the minister of war i.e.: 1 day on next day off. Life don’t get much better than that.
So I have an ex wife and twin boys. The minister of war and her 2 girls, 2 dogs (both ride) and don’t refer to ua as the bloody Brady bunch, whe are a house keeper short as well as 2 kids.
Hobbies, arrr motorbikes.