MK Shrimper
Striker
Whilst in Norfolk after a redundancy, i worked in an abattoir for about 3 months at the business end of the procedure.
Eating burgers?
Whilst in Norfolk after a redundancy, i worked in an abattoir for about 3 months at the business end of the procedure.
Eating burgers?
I'm not going to name names but how many sponge factories are there in the area?
No others than I know of!
The Shoebury factory has only been running around ten years.
Those of us from the old skool remember when they had operations in Rochford and Southend.
Truly mind numbing work and whenever feel like Discussing about my current job I cast my mind back to when I was pressing sponge frogs/rabbits/fish out of sheets of foam or unloading lorries full of Scandinavian scouring pads.
The Shoebury factory has only been running around ten years.
Those of us from the old skool remember when they had operations in Rochford and Southend.
Truly mind numbing work and whenever feel like Discussing about my current job I cast my mind back to when I was pressing sponge frogs/rabbits/fish out of sheets of foam or unloading lorries full of Scandinavian scouring pads.
The Shoebury factory has only been running around ten years.
Those of us from the old skool remember when they had operations in Rochford and Southend.
Truly mind numbing work and whenever feel like Discussing about my current job I cast my mind back to when I was pressing sponge frogs/rabbits/fish out of sheets of foam or unloading lorries full of Scandinavian scouring pads.
I've done that too. Absurdly early starts, followed by 8 hours of mindnumbing boredom checking that the laminations were nice and smooth. Quality control i suppose, frequently nodded off only to miss a load of pages going past on the conveyer belt.
Also...
Driller of holes in handles at a factory at Rayleigh Weir.
A certain crap bicycle company that used to be near Kent Elms on the A127
Many years ago I used to work on the door at the "Pink Toothbrush" loved the job but every time the door opened used to get high on the dope that was being smoken inside
Many years ago I used to work on the door at the "Pink Toothbrush" loved the job but every time the door opened used to get high on the dope that was being smoken inside
RIP Roy Castle, but what was the downside of working there?
Throwing out the drunks who thought they could take on the world. Normally they were the really scrawny ones and then they would throw up all over you. Have to say tho, in those days if anybody wanted a fight at least it was with fists and not knives and guns like today.
I suppose I was very fortunate in comparisam to some and found quite often the calm, non-threatening approach and communication worked much better than the thuggery approach although it was a good way to release frustrations - if you get my drift
I've done that too. Absurdly early starts, followed by 8 hours of mindnumbing boredom