My mother died young so i spent a lot of school holidays with an aunt in the Wrexham area,most of male's worked in the mines and the younger ones hated it but uncle Bill accepted it,and said he find me a job if i wanted. That September when the new term started the youth employment officer came round asking what our ambitions were,the usual bricklayers plumbers etc to the fore but he seemed taken aback when he heard mine ,the teacher, a right t__t, replied ,thats where you belong down a deep,dark,hole