Child LabourThere is a special part of Hell I'd like to reserve for those arses that order every single Sunday paper. Do you know how heavy that makes the bundle of papers some poor kid (ie me) has to lug around? Funny how your papers always seemed to get mangled in your letterbox...
I loved my paper round, but, looking back, I was getting paid peanuts to ruin my back and cycle around in the cold and dark. How were you exploited as a child?
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chthonic, Fri 17 Feb 2006, 12:05)
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other than digging coal down t'pit...My dad used to pay me a pound for every rat i shot with an air rifle, down the wood mill he wasrunning for my uncle.
My father's access rights were taken away pretty soon after i'd told my mum...
(, Fri 17 Feb 2006, 14:18, Reply)
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