Who is this Ampers fellow (a short life history).
Updated: Oct 28
Andrew Taylor is an Adopted name and was changed when I decided to marry an English girl and settled in the UK. Afrikaans names are difficult to pronounce and I was sick of spelling my name for people! But I kept my middle name as it was a reminder of my past. Amper is Afrikaans for "nearly". It was touch and go whether my mother and I would survive my birth. When my parents registered my birth, an 's' appeared at the end of Amper. So Ampers it was, and is.
My second language was learned when I was looked after by our Zulu girl until I went to boarding school at eight. My third language, English, was an additional extra language at school, and I was never very good at it.
I was brought up in Stellenbosch although I went to boarding school in Wellington (Cape). At 14 we moved to Mouille Point in Cape Town. During my holidays I worked on deep sea fishing boats as tea boy and by 15 had earned enough to divorce my parents, leave school, and leave South Africa for the North. One year in England and in 1956, went to America where I bummed around for three years - washing dishes, serving food, and other menial tasks. Returned to England, after a year, got a job with NATO in Paris in 1959, and worked there for three years. During that time I worked in a small security team. Nothing fancy - boringly routine - most of the time.
I firmly believe, as a Deist, in a supreme being, but not any earth-bound religion.
I ran a company in Oxford Street where I used to lunch regularly with David Amess. We both had businesses near each other. I think he ran an employment agency before he moved into politics.
Untill I retired at 65, I had five companies, built them from scratch, and when they were stable, sold them. During this time I became a fellow of the Institute of Sales & Marketing Management and a fellow of the Institute of Directors in Pall Mall.
I was asked to run the UKIP office as "Head Office Manager by a fellow South African who was UKIP's treasurer and after a year I retired at 65 and left. At 70, I was bored so returned to work as a high tech journalist. That was fun and I got to play with all the toys, even keep them, And was sent to California for five days to cover a computer exhibition and write up the lectures.
Retired again at 75.
At 80 I became bored again and now run a local group, part of a world-wide organisation. I enjoy doing this and meeting my type of people (lions).
I'll be bored of this when I'm around 85.
What at 90 you ask? I'm undecided, but if Boris aims to retire by then...