I was interested in surprisingly sophisticated stuff at a young age; I've regressed.
It started off with engineering. I didn't really know what this entailed. I had a vague idea that it might involve cars, but I didn't much like cars.
Then I wanted to be a geneticist. Most of nursery was spent drawing pictures of my magnificent cloning machine, that would use DNA from a wooly mammoth, force it through some pipes, some lights would flash and a fully grown mammoth would appear out of it, a bit like a microwave.
Then I was determined to own a sweet shop, for obvious reasons.
Then I was determined to own a toy shop, for obvious reasons.
Then I wanted to be a teacher, despite hating my teachers immensely - this around year 5.
This turned into a determination to be a Doctor until year 10, when I realised that I was **** at science. I did entertain the possibility of joining the armed services, but then realised that I rather enjoyed being alive.
Then I jumped about between law, social work, journalism and teaching.
Now I'm settling with teaching.