The earliest job I can remember my father telling me about was working for Cammel Lairds in Birkenhead as a joiner on Ark Royal IV, He was a very proud man and enjoyed telling me of the exploits he would get up to with his brother George who worked along side him there.

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My father worked on a number of sites as a foreman joiner, for a company Called Tomkinson's amongst these where the Princess road children's nursery which is now the Page Moss Family Centre.

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During his time with Tomkinson's he also worked as a foreman joiner, building the annex to the Royal Dental Hospital. (whilst visiting this building I found it had an Excellent Dental Museum).

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The third project he was the foreman joiner for Tomkinson's on was the two nurses accommodation buildings in the grounds of Broadgreen Hospital on Thomas lane in Liverpool.

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He also worked on a number of Merseyside's famous buildings including the Liverpool Town Hall.

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The notorious Bridewell police station on Cheapside.

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And one of the scenes for the famous Boy's from the Blackstuff programme where Yosser Hughes built his famous wonky wall, Prescott Street Police Station.

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In 1972 Charlie was offered a position working for his younger brother 'David' who owned a construction company in Great Harwood, Lancashire.  This would mean he would have to move his family permanently out of Liverpool which is what he did.

After ten months working with David, Charlie was offered a position at Lancashire Shopfitters in Oswaldtwistle, this work took him the length and breadth of Great Britain driving a Class 3 HGV Bedford wagon and was a job I knew he loved.  Whilst working on a shop in Carlisle, Charlie tripped over in the back of the wagon and landed on his face in the road, he was rushed to Carlisle Royal Infirmary were he was in the intensive care unit for a while. Fortunately he was soon back on his feet and was soon back at work sporting a black eye.

When an old lady, Annie Fisher died on Charlie's street, Charlie decided to buy her house and it was used as his workshop up until his illness took hold of him. 

Charlie would spend up to two weeks at any one time fitting shop's out all over Britain when he came home it would be in the house with his suitcase then straight over the road to his workshop making doors, back gates window frames etc, for people who had asked for his services.  His wife Dot would always be looking for him at meal times to her annoyance but he was addicted to joinery, it was never about the pay he would receive, it was always about if the person was happy with the work he had so much pride in.

It was sad to watch a man who loved working, slowly and more increasingly become less mobile.  He would at first wait until a day when he would be in less pain then get out his tools and do odd jobs but this become to much for him the later on.