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I remember typing pools...

Steve Bridger

I remember my first day at work. The summer of 1981. County Hall. The smell of polished corridors and trolleys laden three-feet high with leaver arch files and buff folders. I opened a door and there it was: The Typing Pool. Page 3 of The Sun were always plastered on the walls of the printing unit whenever I was asked to make errands. We still had a few discussion threads on that topic in the early days here - in 2004!


And I've seen Made in Dagenham, the movie!


I only mention this as the CIPD published a report called Work Audit today, a fascinating look at how the world of work has changed
in Britain since 1952.


I thought we could share our own compelling vignettes of social history comparing changes in the way we work.


What do you reckon?


Steve

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  •  For nostalgic paperboys/girls, go to www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b014tfb1

    Interesting 5 podcasts. 

    On the morning of my first day in the merchant navy on board a BP supertanker at the Isle of Grain refinery, I'd had no training (I joined straight from school) and no induction on board. There was a July summer thunderstorm and a lightening strike set the foremast on fire, just above a potentially explosive gas vent and a ship full of gas. Being naive and unaware of the danger, I accompanied the officer of the watch to use a fire hoseand try to extinguish the blaze. Unbeknownst to me, the rest of the crew were taking giant steps down the gangway to find somewhere safer!

    Ignorance is bliss, they say. 

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  •  For nostalgic paperboys/girls, go to www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b014tfb1

    Interesting 5 podcasts. 

    On the morning of my first day in the merchant navy on board a BP supertanker at the Isle of Grain refinery, I'd had no training (I joined straight from school) and no induction on board. There was a July summer thunderstorm and a lightening strike set the foremast on fire, just above a potentially explosive gas vent and a ship full of gas. Being naive and unaware of the danger, I accompanied the officer of the watch to use a fire hoseand try to extinguish the blaze. Unbeknownst to me, the rest of the crew were taking giant steps down the gangway to find somewhere safer!

    Ignorance is bliss, they say. 

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