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Two stick out in my mind. The first one was working at the deli counter of Sainsbury's when I was doing my A levels. Used to go in there for the weekend morning shifts after being out on the lash. The smell of the strong cheese used to turn my stomach and I had to make a quick exit to the back after serving a couple of people, or I would probably have puked over the customers
Some mornings I was still coming down from tripping - that was quite the experience serving the old biddies
The other one was some farm work during the summer time. Sometimes a group of us would be cutting cauliflowers , with others on the back of a tractor packing them and one of us driving. We would take turns doing the different jobs, and one morning it was my turn to drive the tractor and listen to some tunes. I had a big night out the night before and I was feeling prettyropey. I couldn't take the smell of the wet cauliflower any longer and turned myself around and puked out the back of the tractor and all over the cauliflowers they were cutting. Unfortunately the farm owners son was one of those cutting and his golden retriever was running around next to him. To my horror the dog went over and lapped up the puke lol Fortunately I wasn't fired and only sent home early
Two stick out in my mind. The first one was working at the deli counter of Sainsbury's when I was doing my A levels. Used to go in there for the weekend morning shifts after being out on the lash. The smell of the strong cheese used to turn my stomach and I had to make a quick exit to the back after serving a couple of people, or I would probably have puked over the customers
Some mornings I was still coming down from tripping - that was quite the experience serving the old biddies The other one was some farm work during the summer time. Sometimes a group of us would be cutting cauliflowers , with others on the back of a tractor packing them and one of us driving. We would take turns doing the different jobs, and one morning it was my turn to drive the tractor and listen to some tunes. I had a big night out the night before and I was feeling prettyropey. I couldn't take the smell of the wet cauliflower any longer and turned myself around and puked out the back of the tractor and all over the cauliflowers they were cutting. Unfortunately the farm owners son was one of those cutting and his golden retriever was running around next to him. To my horror the dog went over and lapped up the puke lol Fortunately I wasn't fired and only sent home early
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weve done all the Jimmy Savile threads............
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scarecrow on a farm for 1.50 a day 7 days a week for about 5 weeks while a field of peas were ripening, walked around the field all day with a small hideout in the ditch for a cup of tea and sandwich,
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Lothario
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I did a weeks work experience with a local builder while I was at school, he offered me Saturday work and school holidays as soon as I had finished my week. I ended up doing my bricklaying apprenticeship with him, and worked for him for 3 years.
Times have been hard in recent years for the construction industry but I have no regrets, 20 years later I still enjoy the work I do (as much as you are allowed to enjoy work anyway!) |
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Two paper rounds,milk round(weekends) car cleaning and a few times for a mate, delivery boy for the grocers.
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Carpenter for my Dad's firm in the school holidays.
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paper round. helper moving furniture for a second hand shop, pianos on stairs are a nightmare. and at a bakery for less than 3 quid an hour making rolls and pies.
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Butcher's Boy, had a bike just like Granville in Open All Hours. Bloody hell they were heavy.
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Had a terrible job in a chemist for a year or so when I was 16 or so. One pound fifty an hour, which was pretty bad even in the early nineties. Had to keep the shelves stocked, sweep and mop up, and deliver medicine to very old people in their urine-soaked houses, flats and nursing homes.
I really didn't enjoy that job at all. |
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Used to deliver groceries for a local shop (for local people).
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Used to deliver groceries for a local shop (for local people).
Funny that |
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Picking broad beans, two pound an hour
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In the late sixties I worked on the bins.I worked with a gang of real grafters and had to graft myself or they would have dumped me.We always worked to get ahead so by Thursday we had done most of Fridays round and would just turn up to collect our wages.Finished every day by 12.Great job.
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rob_dylan 26 Oct 13 23:41
Picking broad beans, two pound an hour You lazy ba$tard - I'd pick about a hundredweight in that time |
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did a a paperround in the early 00's, killed my back on the weekend with all the crap they put in their with the magazines and pullouts and whatnot, nowadays they're all strolling around with trolleys
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I Was a caddy for a few pro golfers and amateur golfers when I was 16-18 years old, it was good money in those days, it was the mid 1970's
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chimney sweep
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i delivered the local free rag. On my round lived Maureen Lipman and Jack Rosenthal opposite Rod Stewarts mum.
One Christmas i knocked for my tip and Jack gave me 5 quid. On further questioning he realised i wasn't the "daily" paper boy and promptly took it back! |
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My bin round included Leslie Crowther and Phil Lynott, the bloke who played Mother in the Avengers, Pete Townsend,Gerald Seymour (newsman and author) and Twinkle who was a one hit wonder pop star. It was a social whirl.
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was leslie phils pa in law ?
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Yes .They had adjoining houses in Twickenham for a while.
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nice 1 seem to re-call them on some whose children are these sort of prog
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2 paper rounds, one for 15 shuilling s week one for £1 a week. Wash and wax the bloke upstairs Ford Anglia every Sunday for 10 shillings. Nick flowers from the park and sell them in the new tower blocks, and a bit of 'car minding' outside West Ham dog track.
Got expelled on my sisters 14th birthday, and started work 2 days before my 16th birthday. Apprentice electrician, lorry drivers mate and warehouse assistant. That was just my first year out of school. |
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Daggings. Did I ever tell you about daggings?
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Ah well, we've all done worse.
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worked in a paint brush factory for a year in the old kent road, stunk of mothballs 24 seven.
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six of us worked as fruit pickers and bird scarers at local fruit farm when 15..did a couple hours after school and whatever hours we wanted at weekends..gradually we were laid off as the season went on till the autumn till I was the only one left..not cos I was any good but the owner said my jokes made him laugh and I was the only one who the local pub would serve with a bottle of cider every night to take back to him...then aged 17 to 20 had to work 7am till 10am at my dads newsagents as I owed him money..was rubbish at that too after Saturday nights out and always had wrong supplements in papers
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Cut grass when I was 11 or 12, then paper round one a week but 200 papers at age 13. This was followed by early morning papers 7 days a week at 15, then worked in a dry cleaners on a Saturday, Garden centre on a Sunday and office Junior 5 days a week at age 16
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Rat catcher
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I also did a morning paper round, 3 afternoons per week, and every other Sunday I use to let off the clays for the clay pigeon shooters. I had more money while I was at school than I do now!
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Toilet cleaner in a mental hospital - wasn't a bundle of fun
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Pontins and The Little Chef.
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my best one was a steward at pop concerts - the osmonds being the most mental. My brother got a job going round record shops buying singles from specigic shops to force a record into the top 30 to get the band on top of the pops
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Reminds me another job I had was at the British Market research Bureau in Ealing. Every Tuesday I was given the job of shredding the returns from the record shops that they based the chart on. I cant believe how stupid I was..information worth a fortune and it never occurred to me to even try to do something with it.
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Paper round in summer, petrol pump attendant in summer, supermarket shelf packer at Christmas.
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Just remembered "working" delivering milk aged about 10. What happened was a few kids were up at 7 am and out on the street "helping" the milkman(unpaid of course).
And worked a summer as an apprentice carpenter on a New York building site aged 18. |
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All holiday jobs when I was at college......
Wallpaper delivery (some years later the depot manager was selling the stuff to me)! Vending ingredients delivery (super fit running up three flights of stairs carrying 3 x 30 lb boxes of sugar with tea and coffee on top)! Photo processing lab assistant. This place had an uninsulated flat roof and the temperatures were in the 90's (back then the summers were scorchers). My first job, every day, was to clean a massive chrome plated wheel with metal polish, that was seriously hot, on which the photos were dried and glazed. I just couldn't concentrate as, in the dark room, there was the most beautiful girl I ever saw (before anyone says "how could you tell in the dark" just fek off)! "Tally man" for McAdam's. I had to drive around in an A35 van, full of overpriced rubbish, that people bought, even though the shoes didn't fit, for example. I was given the notoriously bad "Journey 7" which included "The Purwells" in Batley (what a shocking experience that was)! Collecting money from these heathens was a lost cause, and yet they were allowed to "buy" more tat! One morning after the meeting the manager commandeered two of us to go and repo a bed in Beeston. The guy was seriously ill and yet we still took it (God knows what he was going to do with it! Have to pity the people who do these jobs full time! |
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Like Kenny, I was a butcher's boy, had the Granville bike.
Pea picking in the summer hols. Up at 4am, taken to the fields on the back of a lorry. Paper round for one week til I got knocked off me bike. Hated that. |
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I also was a paperboy. My last delivery on a Sunday was to The Jewish Cemetery!
I think I spent half the money on "Midget Gems" & "Wine Gums" to eat on the way round! Potato picking several times. Did a Sunday morning paper round with my, then, girlfriend's brother. Finished up in a WMC to count the takings and blow some of the profit on ale! Ratting at one of the farms (I think we got one penny per rat) which was fun as we flushed them out of the barns and haystacks! I worked at Woolworths in Leeds from age 15 1/2 (minimum age to work there. I got £1-2s-6p and first call after was to get 40 Albany King Size, from the tobacconist in the arcade next door. |