And in the dark!
I had a few jobs before I embarked on the life of a solicitor.
Saturdays in the local bakery (loved that one 🎂 🍪), weekends and evenings as a supermarket cashier, but I got my first proper job when I was 13.
I’d had a paper round but that’s not a real job is it.
So I looked for something else and found myself on Sunday mornings picking mushrooms at a farm just outside the town where I lived.
My poor dad would drive me up and return to collect me after my shift.
It wasn’t the best job, in dark, damp sheds filling box after box with the lovely white fungi, but it couldn’t have been all that bad as they are something I still love, especially garlic mushrooms. 😋
It was my first taste of freedom, a chance to be independent.
Looking back I realise that the lessons I learnt there, and in the part time jobs that followed, shaped how I have tackled the ups and downs that life has thrown me since.
I’ll tell you about some of these another time.