COMMENT
In the summer of 1963, at the age of 16, I left school with no job and not much idea what I wanted to do. My mother was a clerk/typist at a paint factory on Runnymede. Yes, there was industry on the Thames-side beauty spot where King John had signed the Magna Carta in 1215! Mum got me a summer job in the laboratory mixing small batches of special paint.
I took prescribed quantities of a thick, treacly resin and coloured powder pigments and put them together into a
