Gareth and I were talking about formative experiences the other day and he told me about the moment he feels is responsible for his, “constant feeling of being slightly disappointed by life”
He was about twelve years old, at a Boys Brigade camp on the west coast. One day the lads had to sign up for an activity. The sign up sheets offered a choice of Fishing, Swimming or Visit To BMX Factory.
Visit To BMX Factory! Hell yeah! Gareth and his bike-obsessed pals signed up in a flash.
Imagine their heartbreak when they arrived at the BMX Factory only to discover there had been a terrible misunderstanding caused by messy handwriting on the sign-up sheet. BMX Factory was actually BMK Factory… makers of quality carpets.
“It was a tragedy of the pre-word processing days,” said Gareth, a trace of anguish still in his voice almost thirty years later. “If Microsoft Word had been invented back then it would never have happened.”