Biography
Cox was born in Carlisle, Cumbria, England and brought up in Whitehaven until a nuclear accident at nearby Sellafield (the world's worst prior to Chernobyl) precipitated an abrupt family move to the North Norfolk coast. He grew up in a remote and essentially 19th century feudal village, Walcott-On-Sea where mains drainage, running water and even electricity were lacking for many years.
Educated at the Norwich School, an argument with his headmaster put university out of the question and he started work as a self-employed photographer. When the North Sea gas and oil boom occurred, Cox undertook a growing amount of large-format industrial photography. His company grew to employ 25 people and became a full-service advertising agency, with clients such as the FMC Corp., Philips Business Systems and other large regional clients. The business was sold when Cox was 29. He then moved to Manchester in 1985 to became the first chief executive of the Vegetarian Society of the United Kingdom, a post he held for six weeks.
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