Martin, sorry to hear that you've been made redundant.
To answer the inital questions...
1. The longest job was that of electrician since leaving school.
2. The best job was a couple of years working for a local family business down at N. Devon.
Cancer took my then lady, a bad time all round, so I upped roots for a couple years and found myself doing any sort of work that came along - anything to earn a crust. Landscape gardening, white van man, general building maintenence, plumbing, plastering, roofing, installing LAN systems... you name it.
The S. Devon experience was totally different to what I'd been trained to do as an apprentice, but oddly enough was the happiest time ever. The wages were dire, but not such a bad thing because I had free accommodation in a six-berth holiday chalet all to myself. I had free meals, free utility bills, free booze at the end of each day, a gorgeous holiday location right on the doorstep of the local beach, loads of new friends, loads of female holiday makers to take your pick from, was basically my own boss... and then suddenly finding myself back in the building trade when one of my elder bro's needed help with a large barn conversion contract. Basically back to the usual 07:30 to 20:00 hum-drum malarkey. Aforementioned brother ended up ripping me off big time, and then the incident with falling from scaffolding, which pretty much was the start of a downward spiral.
Presently having the time of my life with a hot soldering iron, making circuits and gizmos, building model boats/planes, blah.
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