anchor was alright. did it for a couple of months putting the sex cream tins on the production line.
that fucking chcken factory was pretty fucking hellish. my job: to break the chickens legs and stick them in their tummy. i was all trenchcoats and meat is murder so i saw it as a mental challenge to toughen me up.
parcelforce in brum had its moments. theres an estate called lee bank and the vans had been robbed so many times we had a policeman on a horse escorting us every day from 9am -10 am.
Lee Bank has been flattened and is now the swanky park central estate.
I did 6 summers as a labourer on a building site which I loved, the worst would be one day packing magazines for Sky, total gash. I enjoyed a job I did for a week when I had my own crane for loading bags of plastic into tankers, that was fun.