Hello…I’m Beverley Hutton. I’m 59 years old, living in the New Forest in the UK with my husband Edward and our two dogs. Ayla is a 6 year old broken coated miniature Jack Russell and Teddie is a very bouncy 16 month old Golden Retriever.
My childhood was spent in Richmond Upon Thames, Surrey. I have two brothers; one is 18 months older and the other is 3 years older, so a bit of a handful for mum.
We lived in a tiny two bedroomed cottage with the three of us sharing a room. We didn’t have much money and I remember my dad coming home from work as a welder to then go straight out to work again changing the scenery at the local theatre.
My brother Paul and I used to get bored as there was little to do with no money. So we used to climb out of the bedroom window, slide down the roof in the middle of the night and go for little trips, me on my scooter, and him on his bike. We were probably 5 and 6 years old then. Quite often we had a police escort home before we could return undetected. Oh did we get a telling off!
We lived in a tiny street with one grocery shop where you could buy a bottle of fizzy drink, cream soda was my favourite, then return the empty bottle to get a penny back . The empty bottles were stored behind the shop and we used to sneak round, grab a couple of bottles, give them a wash and take them in the front door with smiling faces asking for our pennies. Of course the owners knew exactly what we were doing but let us get away with it. (That is my only crime).
At the age of nine we had to move because I was now too old to share a room with boys…hey my own room!
I didn’t do too well at school apart from sport. I used to run for the County in 100 yards and the relays. I loved it and could have gone further but my dad said no. I had to finish my schooling and get a job. Me and my dad didn’t get on…he wanted four boys…he often reminded me. That kind of comment sticks with you for life.
So at fifteen years old I left school and got a job as a trainee secretary, learning to type and shorthand, filing, all that stuff. After I had been there for a few months my dad thought it was time for me to leave home. My older brother had already gone into the Merchant Navy which broke my heart. My best friend was so many miles away…away from our dad.
Off I went to share a flat with a lady I worked with (I was too young to get a lease myself and couldn’t afford it). She took me under her wing. I hope I wasn’t as much of a nuisance as I was at home with mum and dad.
I’m now getting established in the outside world and took a job at a leading Advertising Agency in Mayfair, London. I was taken on as a ‘floater’ which meant I went from copywriting department to graphic design to casting (it was fun working on the OXO and Levi Jeans ads).
I was about 22 years old when I had my first holiday with a friend. Majorca here we come for 2 weeks. I was having such a good time I decided to stay…for four years! I resigned from my job by postcard. There were no mobile phones in those days. So my days were spent on the beach and my evenings were working in a bar. I used to pop home in the winter to see my mum.
When I was 26 I had to return to England to care for my mum who was dying of cancer at the age of 50. Heart breaking times seeing her deteriorate before me. I kept her at home for as long as I could until the time came when I had to give her back to the nurses and doctors before she left my life completely a few weeks later. I felt nothing could hurt me as much ever again.
I stayed in England and started work in an estate agent’s, in charge of the letting division. During this time I got fed up with working long days to butter someone else’s bread. So I started my own Residential Letting and Management business. My time in the Advertising Agency really helped me on my way with marketing and sales experience. Again it was hard work and long days but the profit was mine. After 8 years and now single (that’s another story) I decided to have a complete change and move to the country, the New Forest. I found a job; complete other extreme, on a farm working in the farm shop. I made so many good friends, they all took this “townie” under their wings and helped her to become a “country girl”.
Since then I have continued to work in sales and marketing. A family run gift shop has just made me redundant after 7 years.
Well that’s ok because now I am an Elite member atSix Figure Mentors and loving this exciting journey.
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