I worked in this office as a teenager. The walk from the bus stop was hazardous as all the steel workers had gone in for their shift an hour or so earlier and had coughed up – well, you can imagine. We had to step between the mess in our kitten heels, glad to reach the clean office and the warmth of the post room and the little telephone room. I loved this job and I remember going to a small green hut behind the offices to buy delicious egg and bacon buns for dinner time.
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I worked in this office as a teenager. The walk from the bus stop was hazardous as all the steel workers had gone in for their shift an hour or so earlier and had coughed up – well, you can imagine. We had to step between the mess in our kitten heels, glad to reach the clean office and the warmth of the post room and the little telephone room. I loved this job and I remember going to a small green hut behind the offices to buy delicious egg and bacon buns for dinner time.
Little green hut , Maxwell’s cafe as opposed to the bridgeyards canteen , both done great food mmm