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Oct 23, 2017 18:54:35 GMT
Post by Deleted on Oct 23, 2017 18:54:35 GMT
Left school, got a job working in a university, did the lights at the freshers ball, got invited to work for one of the bands. Spent the next 30 years swanning round the world with various bands, getting paid for having fun. Spent the last 18 years designing building and fixing electrical stuff that's used by touring bands. Never really had a proper job!
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Oct 23, 2017 19:17:43 GMT
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Post by thebfg on Oct 23, 2017 19:17:43 GMT
Seems we've gone all cv.
Started out part time at nightfreight. Moving onto a news and mag wholesaler.
Homelessness ended that. But I managed to work for a straw and hay farmer bailing straw in the summer and delivering it to Cornwall in the winter.
Enjoying a full English at cart gate services on the A303.
Became a swimming pool builder, Proper in ground ones. Building them and maintaining them.
I did some time for a coach builder as a labourer working on making lorries.
Wish I stuck at that.
Then went into retail as my previous post.
Becoming homeless changed me for the better. I am totally gratefully for my small flat and two amazing children. I sorted myself out but then I did not have a drug habit to feed which seems the norm now.
Probably why I'm very happy in my own company and can walk with no particular goal in mind and of course the wild camping and hammocking is luxury comparatively.
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Post by Telemachus on Oct 23, 2017 19:51:19 GMT
Ive missed the CV thing but better late than never I suppose. Started out as an electronic design engineer having done leccy stuff at Uni. But after working for a year I thought it time to retire (age 22) so went off to be a gliding bum in Scotland, which was fun. Long story about crashing into a 3500’ mountain in a cloud in a glider will have to wait... Anyway a friend gave me an application form for helicoptering which I eventually filled out 1 day before closing date. Got an interview for a sponsored training scheme at Redhill (the pits of SE England!) and did that for 4 years after getting my licence, including a year in Borneo having flown there and back again by helicopter (that’s the kind of experience you never forget). Got fed up with being a 3D bus driver so left and was again a gliding bum for a couple of years, then went back to electronics for a year, but finally realised I didn’t much like having a proper job so went back to helicoptering. It got slightly less boring as I was involved in quite a few interesting technical projects and training. Latterly on a ridiculously huge salary as chief something. We had an equal time roster which meant I worked for 182 days a year, had 182 days a year off. And knew which days a year in advance, could swap with myself to get weeks off whenever I felt like it. I suppose it was better than a real job but I found some of it quite stressful (not the flying, but dealing with idiots especially some of the senior management, and the stroppy incompetent pilots). I suffered from Ménière’s disease and lost my medical in 2013 - but have been absolutely fine since, which reinforces my feeling that it was stress related. So now plenty of time for my hobbies (gliding and boating) and to support my husband Jeff (we’re just coming up to 25 years together) who is having a tough time with work. All quite lucky I suppose, it’s amazing how a chance meeting of a chap on my Uni course led to an interest in gliding and thence on to helicoptering. Without that one meeting, I’d be a dull electronic boffin type on a shit salary. No doubt my good luck will run out soon, but for the time being it’s served me well.
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Oct 23, 2017 20:12:30 GMT
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Post by thebfg on Oct 23, 2017 20:12:30 GMT
Ive missed the CV thing but better late than never I suppose. Started out as an electronic design engineer having done leccy stuff at Uni. But after working for a year I thought it time to retire (age 22) so went off to be a gliding bum in Scotland, which was fun. Long story about crashing into a 3500’ mountain in a cloud in a glider will have to wait... Anyway a friend gave me an application form for helicoptering which I eventually filled out 1 day before closing date. Got an interview for a sponsored training scheme at Redhill (the pits of SE England!) and did that for 4 years after getting my licence, including a year in Borneo having flown there and back again by helicopter (that’s the kind of experience you never forget). Got fed up with being a 3D bus driver so left and was again a gliding bum for a couple of years, then went back to electronics for a year, but finally realised I didn’t much like having a proper job so went back to helicoptering. It got slightly less boring as I was involved in quite a few interesting technical projects and training. Latterly on a ridiculously huge salary as chief something. We had an equal time roster which meant I worked for 182 days a year, had 182 days a year off. And knew which days a year in advance, could swap with myself to get weeks off whenever I felt like it. I suppose it was better than a real job but I found some of it quite stressful (not the flying, but dealing with idiots especially some of the senior management, and the stroppy incompetent pilots). I suffered from Ménière’s disease and lost my medical in 2013 - but have been absolutely fine since, which reinforces my feeling that it was stress related. So now plenty of time for my hobbies (gliding and boating) and to support my husband Jeff (we’re just coming up to 25 years together) who is having a tough time with work. All quite lucky I suppose, it’s amazing how a chance meeting of a chap on my Uni course led to an interest in gliding and thence on to helicoptering. Without that one meeting, I’d be a dull electronic boffin type on a shit salary. No doubt my good luck will run out soon, but for the time being it’s served me well. When is the 25 years up. I'll raise and share a glass with you.
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Post by Telemachus on Oct 23, 2017 20:18:42 GMT
Ive missed the CV thing but better late than never I suppose. Started out as an electronic design engineer having done leccy stuff at Uni. But after working for a year I thought it time to retire (age 22) so went off to be a gliding bum in Scotland, which was fun. Long story about crashing into a 3500’ mountain in a cloud in a glider will have to wait... Anyway a friend gave me an application form for helicoptering which I eventually filled out 1 day before closing date. Got an interview for a sponsored training scheme at Redhill (the pits of SE England!) and did that for 4 years after getting my licence, including a year in Borneo having flown there and back again by helicopter (that’s the kind of experience you never forget). Got fed up with being a 3D bus driver so left and was again a gliding bum for a couple of years, then went back to electronics for a year, but finally realised I didn’t much like having a proper job so went back to helicoptering. It got slightly less boring as I was involved in quite a few interesting technical projects and training. Latterly on a ridiculously huge salary as chief something. We had an equal time roster which meant I worked for 182 days a year, had 182 days a year off. And knew which days a year in advance, could swap with myself to get weeks off whenever I felt like it. I suppose it was better than a real job but I found some of it quite stressful (not the flying, but dealing with idiots especially some of the senior management, and the stroppy incompetent pilots). I suffered from Ménière’s disease and lost my medical in 2013 - but have been absolutely fine since, which reinforces my feeling that it was stress related. So now plenty of time for my hobbies (gliding and boating) and to support my husband Jeff (we’re just coming up to 25 years together) who is having a tough time with work. All quite lucky I suppose, it’s amazing how a chance meeting of a chap on my Uni course led to an interest in gliding and thence on to helicoptering. Without that one meeting, I’d be a dull electronic boffin type on a shit salary. No doubt my good luck will run out soon, but for the time being it’s served me well. When is the 25 years up. I'll raise and share a glass with you. Thanks. Truth be told I’m not sure exactly. We had a civil partnership when it became legal. Neither of could remember the anniversary and the conversation was along the lines of “Oh, wasn’t it our CP anniversary last week?”. We only got married a few years ago but again, neither of us remember the date. I’d have to look in the filing cabinet for the certificate! All I remember was that I was 36 at the time. I’m now 61 so 25 years must be up soon!
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Oct 23, 2017 20:29:03 GMT
Post by Telemachus on Oct 23, 2017 20:29:03 GMT
Oh, I see I was on telly AGAIN! Well, OK it was only on BBC Alba but at least it’s subtitled into English! There’s been quite an interesting series on aviation in the Highlands, called Puirt-adhair/ Highland Airports. Sassenachs can watch it on iPlayer. Apart from seeing me, I’d recommend it to folk interested in low key aviation. I’m in episodes 5 and 6 I think (6 will air next Monday). Haven’t seen 5 yet as I missed it and it’s not yet on iPlayer, but presumably will be soon.
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Oct 23, 2017 21:16:32 GMT
Post by Deleted on Oct 23, 2017 21:16:32 GMT
Many congratulations on 25 years. I take it Jeff's medal is too large to fit on the boat. To be honest I was amazed that neither of you were aware of the date. Our own anniversary is indelibly printed on my soul, as to forget it would be a fate worse than death Rog
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Oct 23, 2017 21:20:28 GMT
Post by dyertribe on Oct 23, 2017 21:20:28 GMT
I was one of seven at home. Money was always tight, and we were all encouraged to get jobs when old enough. I did paper rounds and later window cleaning. I suspect your Mum, rather like my own, did not have too many choices, and I like to think the life lesson made us realise very early that a) you get nothing in life for free b) an understanding of the effort and energy it takes to earn money I know I risk sounding like a 'sad old git' but hearing school age kids today alarms me at the levels of expectation and entitlement expressed. I certainly don't think my old Mum, was just tight with money Rog. I had a Saturday job from the age of 14, mainly because I could buy what i liked with the money I made without my mother’s approval! I was an only child so relatively well off compared to my schoolmates. My daughter is also an only child who we put through private education from age 6 to 16, so hardly a child on the breadline! She has a part time job and has had one for the past two years, she gets reasonable “pocket money” from us, she has a car of her own bought by her parents but boy, does she appreciate what she buys with her own money. She is always up for extra hours and now appreciates why working for her exams to give her a good income in the future is a good idea as the idea of working in Boots for the rest of her life doesn’t appeal!
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Post by Telemachus on Oct 23, 2017 21:23:19 GMT
Many congratulations on 25 years. I take it Jeff's medal is too large to fit on the boat. To be honest I was amazed that neither of you were aware of the date. Our own anniversary is indelibly printed on my soul, as to forget it would be a fate worse than death Rog Well that’s one of the advantages of being married to a bloke, blokes don’t care about fatuous things like anniversaries. That and the enormous ... oh, never mind.
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Post by lollygagger on Oct 23, 2017 22:13:38 GMT
Left school asap Abandoned engineering apprenticeship after 2 years to get my retirement in early in case I didn't make it to 65. Moved to that there London and squatted in Lewisham playing in a punk band (once saw Nick Cave/Birthday party playing in a squat), took copious amounts of illegal drugs and was generally hedonistic. Travelled a bit working/mucking about. Tractor driving. Window mending. Then I got a woman preggers and had a rethink. Needed more money, trapped for 20 years... Anyone remember the TV series called chancer? It boils down to saying "Yes" and working it how later - winging it. I ended up as lead design consultant designing thousands of Mobile phone transmission sites. I worked for all the Mobile operators and for ITV, National Grid, Philips... Comms on LUL after the Kings Cross Fire, Lightning Protection Systems on HV pylon radio sites, all kinds of technical shit. I should reallly have had 2 degrees minimum, civil and mech eng. I didn't have any qualifications at all but nobody actually ever asked in all my years. I just refused to fill in application forms, binned them and wrote letters, later I wrote company pro formas instead. If I'd approached life on "their" terms I'd have got nowhere, so what do you do? I never ever lied, but to avoid having to I circumvented "forms" as above.I've quite possibly been stoned the whole time too. I also employed a string of other school failures, after all I was one myself. I had one interview question. Can you play a musical instrument? If yes I trained them up and paid 1.5x the going rate. That's all true BTW.
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Oct 23, 2017 22:34:01 GMT
Post by Telemachus on Oct 23, 2017 22:34:01 GMT
Left school asap Abandoned engineering apprenticeship after 2 years to get my retirement in early in case I didn't make it to 65. Moved to that there London and squatted in Lewisham playing in a punk band (once saw Nick Cave/Birthday party playing in a squat), took copious amounts of illegal drugs and was generally hedonistic. Travelled a bit working/mucking about. Tractor driving. Window mending. Then I got a woman preggers and had a rethink. Needed more money, trapped for 20 years... Anyone remember the TV series called chancer? It boils down to saying "Yes" and working it how later - winging it. I ended up as lead design consultant designing thousands of Mobile phone transmission sites. I worked for all the Mobile operators and for ITV, National Grid, Philips... Comms on LUL after the Kings Cross Fire, Lightning Protection Systems on HV pylon radio sites, all kinds of technical shit. I should reallly have had 2 degrees minimum, civil and mech eng. I didn't have any qualifications at all but nobody actually ever asked in all my years. I just refused to fill in application forms, binned them and wrote letters, later I wrote company pro formas instead. If I'd approached life on "their" terms I'd have got nowhere, so what do you do? I never ever lied, but to avoid having to I circumvented "forms" as above.I've quite possibly been stoned the whole time too. I also employed a string of other school failures, after all I was one myself. I had one interview question. Can you play a musical instrument? If yes I trained them up and paid 1.5x the going rate. That's all true BTW. There was a good item on school reports on the telly this morning, lots of people with crap school reports which said they’d never amount to anything, turning out to be successful millionaire businessmen, inventors, boffins etc.
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Oct 23, 2017 22:42:34 GMT
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Post by lollygagger on Oct 23, 2017 22:42:34 GMT
Left school asap Abandoned engineering apprenticeship after 2 years to get my retirement in early in case I didn't make it to 65. Moved to that there London and squatted in Lewisham playing in a punk band (once saw Nick Cave/Birthday party playing in a squat), took copious amounts of illegal drugs and was generally hedonistic. Travelled a bit working/mucking about. Tractor driving. Window mending. Then I got a woman preggers and had a rethink. Needed more money, trapped for 20 years... Anyone remember the TV series called chancer? It boils down to saying "Yes" and working it how later - winging it. I ended up as lead design consultant designing thousands of Mobile phone transmission sites. I worked for all the Mobile operators and for ITV, National Grid, Philips... Comms on LUL after the Kings Cross Fire, Lightning Protection Systems on HV pylon radio sites, all kinds of technical shit. I should reallly have had 2 degrees minimum, civil and mech eng. I didn't have any qualifications at all but nobody actually ever asked in all my years. I just refused to fill in application forms, binned them and wrote letters, later I wrote company pro formas instead. If I'd approached life on "their" terms I'd have got nowhere, so what do you do? I never ever lied, but to avoid having to I circumvented "forms" as above.I've quite possibly been stoned the whole time too. I also employed a string of other school failures, after all I was one myself. I had one interview question. Can you play a musical instrument? If yes I trained them up and paid 1.5x the going rate. That's all true BTW. There was a good item on school reports on the telly this morning, lots of people with crap school reports which said they’d never amount to anything, turning out to be successful millionaire businessmen, inventors, boffins etc. School doesn't suit everyone. School is to train up citizens to fit into the system, that's all. My careers advice was to get a job on a factory production line but I had no trouble immediately getting an apprenticeship at GEC even if it did turn out to be crap.
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Post by patty on Oct 24, 2017 5:29:44 GMT
There was a good item on school reports on the telly this morning, lots of people with crap school reports which said they’d never amount to anything, turning out to be successful millionaire businessmen, inventors, boffins etc. School doesn't suit everyone. School is to train up citizens to fit into the system, that's all. My careers advice was to get a job on a factory production line but I had no trouble immediately getting an apprenticeship at GEC even if it did turn out to be crap. I agree...at a parents evening for son number 2...always a stressful negative experience one of the teachers told me that both my youngest sons would end up in jail before they were 20....well I guess middle son skated very thinly by it with his shenanigans but youngest son pulled himself round..joined Marines then deep sea diver/medic and now trekking 5 largest islands with a bloke who has PTSD. Middle son is getting there but working in souless institution that is Amazon..school did him no favours and he ended up on the scrapheap of the failures of education system...as did the youngest...neither of them completed education in the acceptable sense. Schools fail so many..and I do not believe you can blame 'the parents' as I supported every decision and followed all advice...now I believe I shouldn't have been so compliant.
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Oct 24, 2017 8:05:51 GMT
Post by bodger on Oct 24, 2017 8:05:51 GMT
My son followed the prescribed course and ended up with a mediocre degree. However his housemate in year 2 worked for his uncle during the vacations, acting as company rep for a 'superlative travel' company, and recommended my son for the same. He escorted groups of well-heeled pensioners on board QE2, Concorde, Orient Express to various locations, and when he left uni he easily slipped into the travel business. He moved sideways into events management, culminating in working at the Yas Marina circuit and gaining his racing driver instructor ticket. Now in Riyadh helping to set up an recreation and activities park.
I don't believe that uni provides a good education for the majority of people but he has proved that the contacts you make at uni can be life-changing. But (unfortunately for the non-privileged) most of the jobs he won, and the foreign work visas he needed to take up those jobs, required a uni degree.
Similarly in my case my degree was just a passport allowing me to enter the engineering profession. Most of what I learned there was never put to use.
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Oct 25, 2017 16:30:04 GMT
Post by Stumpy on Oct 25, 2017 16:30:04 GMT
Aeronautical Engineering Apprenticeship 25+ Years Helicopter Pilot / Licenced Engineer / Operations Manager (Now retired, but I still do a bit of flying for a friend to keep my license) Currently: Director of my good lady's, Medical Staffing Agency.
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