Charlie was born in Lake Placid, New York. He grew up in the tiny Persian Gulf Sheikdom of Qatar. He was dispatched at the tender age of 8 to the sadistic Dickensian world of the English boarding school. The Headmaster’s motto was “Colour is crap, we never needed it in my day”
Whilst attending this bleak institution Charlie was often dispatched to the school’s delightfully drab basement as punishment for possessing what “they” deemed “an unorthodox spirit”
During once such basement jaunt Charlie was struck by the realization of his life’s true purpose. It wasn’t much of a realization or a particularly profound purpose, but at least he had one. Henceforth he would strive to add a touch of colour to any beige areas he encountered.
After informing all & any, whom cared to listen, to this new & exciting revelation, he was abruptly “asked” to leave school, spent a rather sore & chaffed summer modeling G-strings in the South of France, was trained by & worked for Rank (UK) & Virgin TV (UK), then buggered off sharpish over the pond to Hollywood in Nineteen Hundred & Eighty Eight.