Musing again

When I was sixeen I got a job as telephonist at a Norwich Brewery - Having been trained at the GPO it was easy to get jobs - as you had to do a course which lasted several months - and you were trained in-house - and were not allowed to go on the switchboards with live subscribers until this training was completed - and you ended up with a Certificate showing you were capable of handling  a switchboard and the subscribers....There was no direct dialling then so any calls other than local ones had to come through the GPO switchboards - which was very exciting - London seemed like a million miles away to me. and to be able to put calls through to there and all over the world was wonderful. - but I digress - getting back to my job at the brewery is where I met my future Hubby - the first week of working there I met him every time I left my Office - he was a courier and had to do all the shopping for the directors - who at that time owned the brewery.,,it was a family concern and very old fashioned - the directors on payday used to pay our salaries - and we would have to go to their office and they would count out the money, and give it to you.  Unlike today when it is all paid directly into your bank account.  I remember the first Christmas I worked there I was called into the office and Given a bottle of Whisky - which I was told I must give to my Father - and some soft drinks for my brothers and  sisters and myself.  Funny but it always felt like charity to me -  and I never felt very good about taking these gifts......and my Dad didn't like Whisky anyway..so he would pass it on the a relative as a Christmas present....So some good came out of it...well thats it for today hope you enjoy reading this....Ally

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