When I'm 64 (Robert Burden's Autobiography Book 1)

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A 323 page autobiography with photographs of my life from my birthdate of 9th November 1948 to August 2000, when sub standard human beings moved into my life, causing turmoil and heartache and many thousands of pounds. That story is told in my second book entitled Guilty until Proven Innocent, a 436 page true and accurate account of low life humanity.
Let's start with "When I'm 64"...
This is an account of my life, from a very traumatic early childhood, being just two and a half years old when my Mother died, surviving daily beatings and endless cruelty from a Stepmother coupled with denial and negativity from a weak Father. I left home at the age of fifteen to join the Merchant Navy and for the next four or five years I travelled the world having a great time, regularly finding myself in very difficult and potentially life threatening situations, getting drunk, fighting, getting my leg over and pillaging whenever and wherever possible.
Eventually I had to get sensible, I left the Navy, I got married, I got divorced, I got married again. By now I was a Construction equipment Training Instructor working in Nigeria. A few years passed, I had moved successfully into Construction equipment sales, Our Daughter was born and we as a family embarked on a new four year adventure in Saudi Arabia.
The above is a brief outline of the way it was, I grew up in an extremely unhappy childhood, I left school at the earliest opportunity with a very limited education . As an adult I found happiness in good times with good friends, love from my Wife and Daughter and business success far beyond my education levels. Ok nothing special about that...but
I was at the top of Table mountain at the age of 16, were you?
I was at the base of Christ the Redeemer at the age of 16, I didn't see you there.
I had circumnavigated the world, outward bound via the Suez Canal, homeward bound via the Panama Canal at the age of 16, have you?
I had been by invitation, a resident of a Buenos Aires Police cell at the age of 17, have you even been to Buenos Aires?
I have climbed a mountain to the village of a tribe of natives in Nigeria, natives who wore no clothes, most of whom had never seen a white person other than the local Roman Catholic Priest whose calling in life was to convert them from their pagan beliefs to Christianity. Have you?
I have sold a 120 tonne Hydraulic Excavator, the largest excavator ever to be sold into Saudi Arabia to the Bin Laden family, Have you?
I have driven a 40 tonne Mobile Crane, on a four day journey across a 1000 miles of open desert from Amman in Jordan to Riyadh in Saudi Arabia on my own. No convoy, no means of communication with the outside world, no food, nothing to drink, no one riding shotgun, just me on my own. Would you even have the courage to do such an idiotic thing?
Authors notes..
History is important because if we don't know where we have been, how can we possibly know where we are going.
This book has been written to give to my Grandchildren, guaranteeing certain family history is not forgotten.
In this book, there are a few tears and I hope many laughs. Life shows time and again that to earn the happiness which brings joy and laughter, there must somewhere along the way be sadness, upset and tears. Hopefully the end result makes for a stronger more caring person.
The love for my family has been the driving force throughout my married life. Now I have my wonderful Grandchildren Tabetha and Oliver, to whom I bequeath this book.