Heh. My father used to work in Grimsby, for a biochemical company called Syngenta - they make pesticides, fertilisers, and the like, which is a growing business, what with food demands and Bush's biofuels and stuff. Anyway, the local factory closed, so he got offered a job by the same company at a plant near Lake Geneva, which he accepted. That was 7 years ago, and I was 11 at the time, so I could hardly have stayed at a boarding school at that stage of my life, though I got the hell out of there as soon as I could (@ 16). Switzerland is fucking boring in the summer. In the winter, its great, though.
Anyway... thats my life.