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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Urgle SplurgleDid that happen to be at the Oxford Gun Companies place near Long Crendon?
Used to work in the shop there with Bill, Dougs partner, who went on to tutor maddona.
I had great fun in the shop, cheap shells and cheap clays for my dads gun club and I got to hold and polish all the guns in the shop all for £2.50 an hour. Best Job ever
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M o D, Wed 22 Feb 2006, 14:54,
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