A predominately outside and varied work life. How has yours been?

[TIMON]

What ? Grow up ? ....Don't Chess mate . Its no fun .[emoji16]

How the ‘eck would you know??

[Gary Prentice]

11 minutes ago, Vespasian said:

Was you not entertained?...   

 

You know, I've always fancied myself as a writer, I mean I used to fancy my chances a an actor.  you know, a Richard Burton without the looks.. began when I was at school and our English teacher always had me up to do a reading.  I always fancied she saw somethin in there.

A talent of some sorts, perhaps a hidden gem to be teased out..   

 

Then I came across Shakespear and thought, you know what, I can do better than this..   one day I says to myself I'll knuckle down and write a short book..  a book about wizards and giants and spells and flying about on broomsticks..  trouble is J K Rollins got there first...

 

I suppose I'm left with writing about myself, the life and adventures of a jobbing gardener..  I think that might work, I just need to get giants and witches and flying wizards on broomsticks in there..

perhaps set it in Elizabethan England to use some of that Shakespearian prose in there as well..

 

Vespasian ambled over to the window to draw openeth the heavy curatins.. he pulleth them apart as the sun spatteth in his face....    yep can see that workin..   what do you think...

 

 

 

Are you drunk or on drugs? 

[Jwoodgardenmaintenance]

 ??

Edited December 13, 2018 by Jwoodgardenmaintenance

[Vespasian]

3 minutes ago, Joe Newton said:

I believe I speak for the majority,

 

I think, piss off. 

Piss off, did he say piss off.. but how should I piss off Oh Lord..

[Vespasian]

4 minutes ago, Jwoodgardenmaintenance said:

@VespasianTbh I wish you would fly your car/van/moped or even Piaggo ape right of a really really high sheer faced cliff prefably with you piloting the vehicle prefably? I'd be forever grateful ?

But then you'd have no one to bitch about wouldn't you...  be careful what you wish for...

[Vespasian]

5 minutes ago, Gary Prentice said:

Are you drunk or on drugs? 

shut your mouth, do you think I spend the night getting pissed or doped up..  I'm watchin a utube vid on one monitor and keeping you idiots entertained on the other..    the things I do to keep you all happy..    

[Jwoodgardenmaintenance]

41 minutes ago, Vespasian said:

But then you'd have no one to bitch about wouldn't you...  be careful what you wish for...

 

Edited December 13, 2018 by Jwoodgardenmaintenance

[eggsarascal]

11 minutes ago, Chessa said:

I wanted to be a Fireman as a kid - but I was told it wasn't possible for girls. I was a Tom-boy, but it was the 70's... I played outside all day long (both in England and Spain), climbed trees, fences, rode bikes, skates and skateboards, roamed, swam in the sea, picked blackberries, prodded frogs, stroked cats and dogs, dug holes, jumped in puddles and made mud pies, sandcastles, botanical potions, and child imagination fuelled worlds. Was banned from playing football in the playground at school, because I was a girl.

 

So, Church school then Convent school in the UK in the 70's and 80's. Parents split up. Father moved overseas. Traditional academic subjects taught and gained - plus some specialist stuff one would expect from such a school at such a time (typing on type-writers, scripture, debate skills, deportment, needlework etc).

 

Ran away at 16 to live with ...(nightmare). Held down a Saturday job in Dutch garden nursery. Made "buttonholes" from fresh grown roses, for local weddings. Went to FE college. Studied and gained psychology and sociology A levels and passed a social care course with p/t work placements in all sorts of social care settings - from schools to hospitals, to hostels for adults with disabilities to homes for the elderly. Started rock climbing and indoor wall climbing. I was the only girl amongst my peers to climb with the boys, or at all. This was the 80's and 90's. It was rare for females in the UK to rock (or tree) climb. It wasn't always acceptable - but I didn't notice, or didn't care.

 

Uni. 90's. Linguistics and Philosophy. Still climbing. Still working p/t.

 

Travelled and worked in outdoor centres and the dear old YHA, then on to manage a brand spanking new indoor climbing wall and a bit of access and conservation work for the British Mountaineering Council. 

 

Lots of climbing and a bit of mountaineering too. Worked for a camping company in the French Alps in my early 20's - still withy hand in at the climbing wall.

 

Returned and had children. Then a divorce in my 30's. With a young family, worked in admin, nursery school, hospital and even home-schooled for a while. Moved house a lot - renting, struggling but still smiling.

 

2010 - moved into first owned house and started renovating it. Retrained. Forestry Commission volunteer (Shadow Ranger); local environmental charity where I got my CS tickets through a lucky funding break with Lantra (for being a "girl" in a male dominated trade. Times were a' changing!); and gardening courses at a local Victorian walled gardens. Started own gardening business in 2011, and started working as a Groundy a couple of years later - training on the job in the hope of making it as a climber one day. Still doing up the cottage (and doing eco- building courses to learn lime plastering etc), children living with me part-time. Still smiling.

 

2015-16. Breakdown. Lost house, kids, loved-one, van, business, and will to live.

 

2017 - ended up living nomadically and doing environmentally conscious garden and tree maintenance from my rucksack of tools - beginning with friends' gardens.

 

2018 - Still gardening. Looking to expand my skill-set. Started indoor climbing again too. Listening to music again...and smiling again.

Do ya fancy going for a drink, love?

[eggsarascal]

2 minutes ago, Chessa said:

"Live every day like it's your last, as one day it will be".

N'est ce pas?!

It certainly is. 

 

Are you away this winter?

[Ratman]

I wanted to be a Fireman as a kid - but I was told it wasn't possible for girls. I was a Tom-boy, but it was the 70's... I played outside all day long (both in England and Spain), climbed trees, fences, rode bikes, skates and skateboards, roamed, swam in the sea, picked blackberries, prodded frogs, stroked cats and dogs, dug holes, jumped in puddles and made mud pies, sandcastles, botanical potions, and child imagination fuelled worlds. I was banned from playing football in the playground at school, because I was a girl.
 
So, Church school; then Convent school in the UK, in the 70's and 80's. Parents split up. Father moved overseas. Traditional academic subjects taught and gained - plus some specialist stuff one would expect from such a school at such a time (typing on type-writers, scripture, debate skills, deportment, needlework etc).
 
Ran away at 16 to live with ...(nightmare). Held down a Saturday job in a Dutch garden nursery. Made "buttonholes" from fresh grown roses, for local weddings. Went to FE college. Studied and gained psychology and sociology A levels and passed a social care course with p/t work placements in all sorts of social care settings - from schools to hospitals, to hostels for adults with disabilities, to homes for the elderly. Started rock climbing and indoor wall climbing. I was the only "girl" amongst my peers to climb with the "boys", or at all. This was the 80's and 90's. It was rare for females in the UK to rock (or tree) climb. It wasn't always acceptable - but I didn't notice, or didn't care.
 
Uni. 90's. Linguistics and Philosophy. Still climbing. Still working p/t.
 
Travelled and worked in outdoor centres and the dear old YHA, then on to manage a brand spanking new indoor climbing wall and a bit of access and conservation work for the British Mountaineering Council. 
 
Lots of climbing and a bit of mountaineering too. Worked for a camping company in the French Alps in my early to mid 20's - still with my hand in at the climbing wall.
 
Post-Grad cert in Teaching English...
 
Returned and had children. Then a divorce in my 30's. Single parent, with a young family, worked in admin, nursery school, hospital and even home-schooled for a while. Moved house a lot - renting, struggling but still smiling.
 
2010 - moved into first owned house and started renovating it. Retrained. Forestry Commission volunteer (Shadow Ranger); volunteer at a local environmental charity where I got my CS tickets through a lucky funding break with Lantra (for being a "girl" in a male dominated trade!!! Times were at last a' changing!); and doing gardening courses at a local Victorian walled gardens.
 
Started own gardening business in 2011, and started working as a Groundy a couple of years later - training on the job in the hope of making it as a climber one day. Still doing up the cottage (and doing eco- building courses to learn lime plastering etc), children living with me part-time. Still smiling.
 
2015-16. Breakdown. Lost house, kids, loved-one, van, business, and will to live.
 
2017 - ended up living nomadically and doing environmentally conscious garden and tree maintenance from my rucksack of tools - beginning with friends' gardens.
 
2018 - Still gardening. Looking to expand my skill-set. Started indoor climbing again too. Listening to music again...and smiling again.

[emoji15][emoji33] wow! Glad/hope thinks are going/continuing the right way for you. Kinda though i was quite outgoing and very independent..... but you kinda knocked the ball right out the stadium there Chessa! [emoji854]