No Shirking

Speaking in comments to Mark about work got me thinking about all the jobs I’ve had. I started writing about them and realised, with anecdotes, it would be a book if I kept on.  So this is the abridged resume. Well, kind of abridged. 😉

13

First the cafe tables with a spot of cook and clean,

50 pence an hour, child labour, boss was mean

15

Food store next, a small one, boss here was a prat

Started work in Woolie’s, ^^^^ sacked for doing that!

17

Office job for summer, pre to college term,

Boring after first week, job was way too tame

But stuck it for the lucre, had to earn some brass,

Education one thing but still a working lass.

17

College and a pub job, function suite, was great,

Illegal age, they never asked, silver-service wait.

18

Off to island, out in Greece, disco work, what fun!

Only paid if patrons in but drinks free, coke and rum,

Disco dancing with myself, easy-peasy groove,

Hangovers wild, not much cash, taking rough with smooth.

19

Hellas again for three months, chambermaid that trap,

Picking up for others, cleaning loads of crap.

(Have you seen those toilets!)

Restaurant next, souvlaki skewered, peeling spuds for chips,

Smiled and served, practised Greek, spouting from my lips.

Off to Athens for a spell, biscuit factory,

Women watching while I worked, too quick, apparently.

Back to college, different pub, smartarsed alecs joked,

Learned to smart them back, I did, the cheek of some young blokes.

20

Off to Greece to teach a year, English, yes, and Scots

Slightly different sometimes, ‘specially spelling of the US folks.

Term time finished, had to find other means of keep,

Watched a dog, a doberman, scared the shit out me.

Had to stay in penthouse and cook and sew and clean

And shop and serve and fuck knows else for bitch, (not dog), it seemed.

Took a pub job, served some pints, ouzo and the rest,

Met some fab peeps on their travels, that place was the best.

Watched a baby for three weeks, mum was on the prowl,

Hubs was on the game, she said, I gave her space to howl.

21

Back to home for nursing, no teaching jobs to pin,

Six months later, offered one, temping, but foot in,

Still some serving of some food, bar work, hotel near,

Two years teaching temporary, contract distant, dear.

First full-time in teaching! Tough place but a blast,

Two years there then moved on, still not near my last!

Fourteen years I laboured next in one place, not so swell,

Weans were fine, staff politics, ’nuff said, bleeding hell!

Had to leave, just had to breathe, off to pastures where

One year later and saddest kids, I resigned in great despair.

Took three years with my own kids, then youngest only born,

Supply work next, just filling in, liked it but it didn’t last long.

Six months in, head office, offered full-time plan

Cover schools in long-term posts, each different, every one.

This is best, I get to go in and out and round,

Here and there and everywhere, look and I’ll be found.

I don’t get bored. And politics? I speak and say my piece,

Mouths agape at cheek of me, can’t stand little cliques.

So, yeah, locations, odds and sods, jobs and places I have worked

Forty maybe, more or less, but, rest assured, I’ve never shirked.

May Music, Day 8, Perm Any One From 100

I haven’t thought about this boy in years. And years and years. Why would I? It was 1976 when I went out with him. For all of about 5 weeks.

But, he who shall be obeyed, Twindaddy, wants to know for his 8th question which song we associate with our first love. So, I dredged my memory. Actually, not much dredging needed. As stated yesterday, ask me about thirty or forty years ago and I’ll give you chapter and verse. Just don’t ask me if I remembered to buy milk when I was out today.

I had been working in a local café for about two years on an afterschool basis. Sounds a bit like child slavery now, I know. But I desperately wanted a wee part-time job and to earn some money of my own.

At that point I was getting 50 pence a week ( 85 American cents ) pocket money which was fine if you just wanted to buy sweets. But I had reached the age where I wanted to buy make-up and cotton wool. Don’t ask, guys. It’s a female thing. Or maybe it was just a me thing. You need the cotton wool to remove the make-up. No big secret.

By working, I earned 50 pence an hour. Riches! All I had to do was wait tables, do a bit of cooking now and again, wash dishes now and again, wash down tables and walls now and again. Better yet, my sister ended up working with me and we had some great laughs while working. Doesn’t get much better. Earning and having a laugh. Oh, it does. Earning, having a laugh and boys coming in to chat you up. No wonder everyone wanted to work in Freddie’s Café.

Three boys in particular came in on a regular basis. And I could always tell when they were about to enter because I could hear their motorbikes arriving. Well, to be honest, they were mopeds. Or ‘poof chariots’ as my eldest brother so unkindly called them back then. Subtle, he wasn’t. Compared to his 150cc worth of Honda I suppose 50cc was a bit on the nerdy side.

But in they would come, I would take their order and, over a period of time, it became apparent that one in particular had his eye on me. And likewise. Steph, he was called by his friends. And they teased him unmercifully for taking ‘ a beamer’ every time I approached their table.

This went on for ages. Months. A year maybe.

This tall, lanky boy with his long, dark curly hair and black leather jacket could melt me more than a little.

Then he phoned me one day and asked me out. He had started working beside said oldest brother and had wangled our home phone number from him. Brother asked, ‘Was that the disease on the phone?’ Steph’s last name was Greek. ( No wonder I have such a thing about Greece. 🙂 ) To be fair, his name was a bit of a mouthful. But still. Bit mean. That’s brothers for you.

I said yes, of course. And it was a lovely relationship while it lasted. For those few weeks previously mentioned. We didn’t fall out. I bricked it, is all. I couldn’t hack it. I was 15. And I suddenly felt too young. I liked him a lot. But I just was not ready to be going out with anyone I realised. He was two years older than me, he could go to the pub (illegally!) while I still was going to the café and the youth club.

So I made up some feeble excuse about having exams in about six months. And dumped him. Face to face I might add. No texts back then. No Facebook. I wouldn’t have done that anyway. I went to meet him to go to the pictures and then didn’t.

I can’t recollect a single song that has anything to do with him. But I looked up songs from 1976 and here’s what came up.

01 Brotherhood Of Man Save Your Kisses For Me
02 Pussycat Mississippi
03 Elton John & Kiki Dee Don’t Go Breaking My Heart
04 Abba Fernando
05 Abba Dancing Queen
06 Chicago If You Leave Me Now
07 Dr Hook A Little Bit More
08 Showaddywaddy Under The Moon Of Love
09 Tina Charles I Love To Love
10 The Real Thing You To Me Are Everything
11 Queen Bohemian Rhapsody
12 The Wurzels Combine Harvester
13 Abba Mamma Mia
14 The Four Seasons December ’63
15 Demis Roussos The Roussos Phenomenon
16 Slik Forever And Ever
17 JJ Barrie No Charge
18 Hank Mizell Jungle Rock
19 Candi Staton Young Hearts Run Free
20 Rod Stewart Sailing
21 Wings Let ‘Em In
22 The Real Thing Can’t Get By Without You
23 Wings Silly Love Songs
24 Demis Roussos When Forever Has Gone
25 Leo Sayer You Make Me Feel Like Dancing
26 Barry White You See The Trouble With Me
27 Billy Ocean Love Really Hurts Without You
28 Johnny Mathis When A Child Is Born
29 CW McCall Convoy
30 Our Kid You Just Might See Me Cry
31 Queen Somebody To Love
32 Sailor Glass Of Champagne
33 The Manhattans Kiss And Say Goodbye
34 David Dundas Jeans On
35 The Manhattans Hurt
36 John Miles Music
37 Manuel & The Music Of The Mountains Rodrigo’s Guitar Concerto De Aranjuez
38 The Miracles Love Machine
39 Tavares Heaven Must Be Missing An Angel
40 Dorothy Moore Misty Blue
41 Abba Money Money Money
42 Rod Stewart The Killing Of Georgie
43 Sherbet Howzat
44 Tavares Don’t Take Away The Music
45 The Sutherland Brothers & Quiver Arms Of Mary
46 Tina Charles Dance Little Lady Dance
47 Fox S-S-S-Single Bed
48 The Chi-Lites You Don’t Have To Go
49 Bryan Ferry Let’s Stick Together
50 Electric Light Orchestra Livin’ Thing
51 Donna Summer Love To Love You Baby
52 Yvonne Elliman Love Me
53 The Wurzels I Am A Cider Drinker
54 Johnny Wakelin In Zaire
55 Robin Sarstedt My Resistance Is Low
56 Billie Jo Spears What I’ve Got In Mind
57 The Bellamy Brothers Let Your Love Flow
58 Yvonne Fair It Should Have Been Me
59 R & J Stone We Do lt
60 Rod Stewart Tonight’s The Night
61 Bay City Rollers I Only Wanna Be With You
62 Mr Acker Bilk Aria
63 Wild Cherry Play That Funky Music
64 The Rolling Stones Fool To Cry
65 Dr Hook If Not You
66 Andrea True Connection More More More
67 Silver Convention Get Up And Boogie
68 10cc I’m Mandy Fly Me
69 The Bee Gees You Should Be Dancing
70 Elvis Presley Girl Of My Best Friend
71 Gallagher & Lyle Heart On My Sleeve
72 The Glitter Band People Like You People Like Me
73 Diana Ross Theme From Mahogany (Do You Know Where You’re Going To)
74 The Four Seasons Silver Star
75 Rick Dees & His Cast Of Idiots Disco Duck
76 Gallagher & Lyle I Wanna Stay With You
77 Manfred Mann’s Earth Band Blinded By The Light
78 Mike Oldfield In Dulce Jubilo / On Horseback
79 Jimmy James & The Vagabonds Now Is The Time
80 The Shangri-Las Leader Of The Pack
81 Georghe Zamfir (Light Of Experience) Doina De Jale
82 The Stylistics 16 Bars
83 Marmalade Falling Apart At The Seams
84 Billy Howard King Of The Cops
85 Bay City Rollers Love Me Like I Love You
86 Simon May The Summer Of My Life
87 5000 Volts Dr Kiss Kiss
88 Guys ‘N’ Dolls You Don’t Have To Say You Love Me
89 Bonnie Tyler Lost In France
90 Peter Frampton Show Me The Way
91 Dolly Parton Jolene
92 Diana Ross Love Hangover
93 The Walker Brothers No Regrets
94 Sailor Girls Girls Girls
95 Bryan Ferry Extended Play
96 Pluto Shervington DAT
97 Queen You’re My Best Friend
98 Thin Lizzy The Boys Are Back In Town
99 Paul Nicholas Dancing With The Captain
100 Lou Rawls You’ll Never Find Another Love Like Mine

But, for today, because Phil Lynott is wearing a black leather jacket, has dark curly hair and makes reference to the boys being in town. And because I still really like this one. Here’s my choice.Now I could pick any number from above that I either danced to at the local discos and the youth club or sang along with while watching Top Of The Pops on a Thursday night. And I love quite a few of them, partly from nostalgia but also because they were excellent pieces of music that have stood the test of time.

And, no. I never once had a hair do like that! Nor danced like that for that matter. 🙂