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Grouse beating! 10 bob note a day and a bottle of pop at the end of beat.(Unless you were a fast walker like i woz, then you nicked a bottle of beer from the cart and left the shooting toffs with the pop)
My Majesty made for him a garden anew in order to present to him vegetables and all beautiful flowers.- Offerings of Thutmose III to Amon-Ra (1500 BCE)
My parents didn't tell me to go looking for a job either and I didn't tell them that I was, but it was the only way to have some money of my own as there wasn't much money coming in at home. So I went into town, went into Woollies and asked for a job. They had nothing so I went next door to Boots and got a job there and then. I guess its not so easy these days.
I was the same. I surprised my parents by going home and announcing that I'd got myself a job in Woolworths. I can't remember how much I was paid for a Saturday. I did a couple of months working just Saturdays, then left school and worked full time (6 days a week, 8am to 6pm) for almost £6 for the week. Gosh £1 a day This was in 1963/64.
I worked on the household cleaning counter - it was awful - I remember knocking a bottle of disinfectant over and it broke and the whole place reeked of it for days! We also had to collect the stock from upstairs, can you imagine anyone nowadays allowing two young girls to fill a four foot high basket on wheels with heavy cleaning stuff and pushing it down two steep flights of stairs? Well we had to do that at least once every day. I can only remember us having one near miss with it.
Once my exam results were through I was accepted by the local bank and I took what seemed like a drop in wages (£4.15s) to work 9am to 5pm for only five days a week. So of course I was better off, both for time and prospects.
1956, 10 years old paperlad 6 nights and 7 mornings, can't remember the wages but were only a few bob.
1958 12 years old rubbing down in a car spray shop on a Saturday do remember that paid as much as the paper round for just 1 day.
1961 Full time employment apprentice for one pound seventeen and a tanner a week. Mind you a pint of bitter was only one and tuppence about 6p in todays money.
Colin
Potty by name Potty by nature.
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We hang petty thieves and appoint great ones to public office.
oohh, lovely memories. I used to look after brood mares and their foals for about £6.00 a weekend. (aged 11) Loved it though and used the money to share an ex-racehorse called Sam...the first love of my life!!
Working in a bakery - started at 6am and finished after lunch... got £13 for it
My job was to clean out the walk in ovens, cook the brekkie sandwiches, make the sandwich orders, fill and empty the industiral dishwashers, serve customers and do other cleaning (floor sweeping, window washing down etc)... there were about 3 of us on a Saturday.... we had to add everything up in our heads - all those complicated multi-sandwich orders!
We used to be able to have anything we wanted for our lunch from the shop....
First job was volunteering at a charity shop when I was 14. First paid work was when I was 16 - working at a vets - I got £10 for 3 hours twice a week and promptly spent it all the following weekend on riding lessons.
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Life goal: become Barbara Good.
My first job was taking two poodles for a walk after school for June Penn who used to tell the stars in some newspapers. She owned two houses right on the beach in hove near Brighton. As well as being paid I got to fish on her private beach. There was some eight houses on the beach and I ended up doing odd jobs for all of them including painting the ouside of there houses and keeping the private beaches tidy. When part of the BBC series Edward and Mrs Simpson was filmed there I took Eward Fox and Cynthia Harris on a tour of Brighton. In his battered Citroen.
I waqs the ripe old age of about 14
My first job was as a paper boy at 12, I was a tall lad, and you were supposed to be 14!
Within 6 months, I had a Sunday round, a morning round 6 days a week, and an evening paper round. I was paid roughly £4 for sunday though tips could push this upto around £7, £8 for the morning round, and almost £20 for the evening round + tips (you were supposed to be 16 for that one...)
I was never short of cash as a kid, it used to infuriate my older sister, I remember her saving her pocket money for months to buy a watch down the market, and when I saw it, I thought that's nice I'll have one of those and went and bought it there and then. My sister didn't talk to me for weeks.
I hardly ever spent a penny of it, well until Christmas my family always made a big deal of Christmas.
I worked as a waitress from aged 12 (I lied and said I was 13) until I went to uni.
Various places, worked most christmasses and new years too.
Stared on £2 an hour in 1987
It only reached the dizzy heights of £3.50 an hour by 1992!
One place was so mean if there was no change in the till they would pay you out of the tips box! The owner used to keep the tips. We all hated him as he was a pervy old sod and one of the girls regularly used to spit in his coffee (NOT ME).
I did work for some lovely people though who used to buy all the girls pressies as xmas and birthdays
i couldn't get a saturday job for some reason - I asked and asked everywhere but no-one would ever take me on. Most of my friends had one so I never understood what I was doing wrong.......lack of confidence could have been it as I was bullied at school and had a real problem looking anyone in the eye ...... still have a bit of a problem doing that now....... the joys of school eh!
I ended up getting a paper-round in the end every evening and morning apart from Sunday and I have a feeling it was about £7 a week.
First job for me was in Woolworths in the early 60's. Worked on the cosmetic counter and loved it so much I stayed on full time until I got married. In those days you had to give up your job once you had a ring on your finger. Can't remember how much I was paid but it was'nt a fortune for the hours we worked.
And when your back stops aching,
And your hands begin to harden.
You will find yourself a partner,
In the glory of the garden.
I was a waitress in Domino, a cafe in town .......my mate actually got the job and couldn't go (can't remember why) so I turned up . I was 14 but didn't say my age. Can't remember how much we got paid but we got fed as well . I think I was pretty sh!te at it..........
S*d the housework I have a lottie to dig a batch of jam is always an act of creation ..Christine Ferber
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