Bob qualified as a science teacher in the 1970s and has taught sporadically since then, interspersed with periods as a magazine editor, airport baggage handler, building site labourer (building a prison among other things), chemical plant technician, dustman, HGV driver, publican, Algarvian restaurateur and Mr. Whippy mobile ice cream vendor.
During his time teaching he managed to bluff his way to the dizzy heights of Head of Science and then Senior Teacher, a position in which he was foolishly given responsibility for such potentially disastrous activities as drawing up the school timetable and overseeing the implementation of the school’s computerised information management system. His luck held though, and he managed to get out before his incompetence caught up with him.
He has written a number of articles which have been published in local newspapers as well as three in ‘Yachting Monthly’ and one in ‘Sailing Today’. He has been accurately summed up with the statement “If you want an opinion on something, Bob’s your man – whether he knows anything about it or not” - and that was from a friend. This judgement is supported by unsolicited comments on the author’s website, which have described the style as ‘QI written by the cast of Grumpy Old Men’ and ‘Jeremy Clarkson for Guardian readers’.
He has been a vegetarian of wildly varying sorts since 1970.
He plays the tenor saxophone badly.
Liz qualified as a nurse in the 1970s and after a couple of episodes on general and geriatric wards she specialised in operating theatre nursing and then further specialised in Ear, Nose & Throat surgery. She wanted to follow this process to its logical conclusion and eventually become highly specialised in just the left nostril, but this innovative approach was pooh-poohed by the hidebound medical establishment.
She goes along with the vegetarian stuff for a quiet life.
She has several pairs of ear-plugs.