On leaving school I joined the merchant Navy. These were some of the best years of my life, seeing the world and getting paid to do so. On one trip to Singapore I saw my first real glimpse of Kung Fu in a street demonstration. It left an indelible impression on me and a hunger to learn more. It was not until I left the Navy that I had the opportunity to start my first real training in the Chinese Art of Kung Fu way back in 1968. That first lesson was to change my whole life: I was hooked.