Leaving school on the Isle of Man at the age of 16, Edward Pearson wasn’t sure what he wanted to do for a living.
After two weeks working in income tax for the government and deciding he “hated it”, his attention was piqued when a pal, who had just got back from Mauritius, told him about mysterious trips called fams.
“I went to this little independent travel agency and got myself a job on 50 quid a week,” Pearson grins. “I was in Israel about three weeks later and decided this was the job for me!”
