The Garden Fence - proper Old Style support and chat!

ivyleaf

Aww mar darling, so sorry you still feel so bad xx

Gintotmelinda

Mar sorry you feel so poorly. Hugs.

HH my DH worked for TV Licensing around that time. Only one location. DH says the Ann S shop had blacked out windows LOL!

Gintot

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nursemaggie I am believe it or not a very decorous old lady now, but back then I would have walked through fire to pay the mortgage as the interest rates were 15%.

Temping was a way to earn a lot of cash pretty quickly, although it was all down to supply and demand, Some Monday's there was very little work at all so no work ,no pay.

I temped for about 9 months until I managed to land a job that was permanent it paid less, but it was regular which helped no end .

But I did do some very different jobs for that time including running an open air bar at functionsweddings bar mitsvahs etc,working in a factory kitchen (I loved that as we got lots of left over stuff,) I also did a stint teaching foreign language students english customs and ways I met some smashing people from all walks of life, even helped out for awhile at a stately home.Back in those days you would take anything and everything going as long as it brought the cash in.:) I eventually did the Knowledge and became a taxi driver for 22 years.So my working life has been quite varied:).:):):)

monnagran

Intriguing, JackieO. Especially about the use of Ponds Cold Cream.

My mother used Ponds Vanishing Cream.

The mind? It boggles.

Hard_Up_Hester

Oh yes I remember when the interest rates soared, scary times indeed.

Charis

monnagran wrote: »

Intriguing, JackieO. Especially about the use of Ponds Cold Cream.

My mother used Ponds Vanishing Cream.

The mind? It boggles.

During WW2 my auntie found an alternative use for cold cream jars. She was a real innocent and still unmarried, so I guess she only used the cream only on her face. My mother told me that auntie was afraid of going out at night during the winter, because of the blackouts, but she had to go to work and back. So she filled her big leather handbag with Ponds cold cream jars. One night she was grabbed by a man in the dark :eek:. He wasn't expecting to get bashed over the head with a bag full of jars and after she managed to floor him she just ran for her life. Never even got to see her assailant. :T

MMF007

Well, as the tone has been lowered I'll add a related story:
I used to work in offices which received enquiries from the public. There were toilets for visitors to use.
One day a colleague came rushing out of the ladies' loos and asked for the caretaker's phone number. Not the usual blockage, oh no, the cause of the problem was a rather large, pink vibra***!

We had a heated debate about whether to put it in the lost propoerty box :rotfl:

shanks77

Popping in with my eyes covered so I don't offend my poor innocent mind:rotfl::rotfl: to wish Mar a speedy recovery. Backs out quickly before I become corrupted xx

monnagran

You and me both, Shanks. I've had to retire with my smelling salts. A fit of the vapours was threatened. I really don't know what the younger generation are coming to.
I'm just glad that I have not the slightest idea what they are talking about.

ivyleaf

Jackie I think the place you worked in Bexley village is still there; there's certainly a s e x shop with covered windows :rotfl:

Hasten to add I only know it's a s e x shop because it's been mentioned in the local paper