Sorry Guys,
What started this all off was my whinings about in 1977, I was going to a movie with my mother and my Auntie and happened to come across a guy that had come off his motorbike.
I'll never forget that day, the Bee Gees singing "Stayin' Alive", How ironic.
The guy died at the scene, but that made me want to be a Fireman.
Since I took up Fire-fighting I've attended 997 calls and while that's nothing to be proud of I suppose, I suppose I have helped the odd person.
But, 1977 was a good year wasn't it?!.
I was 7 years old.
How on earth did things get so out of order since??.
Mind you we had the 80's, which didn't help.
