"What does your daddy do..."

I was recently offered “mobiles” or secondments to America and Malaysia

I’m beyond done with travelling so said no before they even finished offering me the chance.


Im teetering on the brink of doing deer full time.

Life is very short.
It sounds great Dave, but it may impact on the “Passion” you have for the pastime if you go full time. Good luck with whatever you do mate. 👍
 
Started my working life with school holiday jobs, initially gardening around leafy Sussex. The next one was as a dogsbody/repairer in a cotton mill in what is now Greater Manchester. Obviously the mill is now well gone. The noise in those mills was something else and there was no ear protection in those days. Then I applied for a "proper" job. Two potentials stood out in a time when employment opportunities were very good. One was for NatWest on the counter and the other was for Woolworths as a trainee manager. I went with Woolworths (no accounting for taste) and over the next five years or so I worked in stores in Manchester, Liverpool, Preston, Lancaster and a few smaller towns in the north west. However after a while, it became really boring with paper work and the only relief being some of the female staff (say no more) and the odd pinched pick n mix. So I looked for something else and eventually joined the cops. Fast forward 30 years in a job that was very rarely boring, meeting with some absolutely excellent people and also the absolute dregs of society. I learnt that there are really very few totally evil people in the world, but some certainly have the potential to do evil things.

I retired in the same month that Woolworths went bust. Haven't worked since then, at least not for money. I was a carer for my parents for a while until they passed away. I ran a small pheasant shoot for 12 years, then for a few years as a working gun on another shoot until that closed, but around then, my ability to carry bags of wheat around by the ton was starting to lose it's appeal physically, so I gave up game keeping altogether. And these days, my time is spent shooting in it's many forms, riding motorcycles and helping to look after 6 grandchildren and on occasions as a loan operator to my children. The loan conditions are generally that I give them the money, they promise to return it and, more often than not, that happens.

Looking at people in different countries in the world, whilst ours isn't perfect by any means, especially the way it's currently run, it still ain't that bad and on the whole I think I'm lucky living in this green and pleasant land.
 
Must admit as much as i enjoy my career, when I hear of people saying they travelled abroad for work I am slightly envious. 43 too old for career change?? 29 years working with sheep in some form or another 😮‍💨😮‍💨🫩🫩😴😴
 
Must admit as much as i enjoy my career, when I hear of people saying they travelled abroad for work I am slightly envious. 43 too old for career change?? 29 years working with sheep in some form or another 😮‍💨😮‍💨🫩🫩😴😴
Honestly, it's never too late. But that being said, travel (and more importantly the time changes) tend to take more of a toll, the older you get. The trips to the M/E and to Japan/Korea used to just kill me. Especially with the sites being visited usually being at least an hour or more away from the airports.

I think my worst trip was right after 9/11 (and was due to 9/11 actually), where I flew from California, to Hawaii for a 4 hour "site survey", stayed over night, then flew to Japan, and then Korea, stayed overnight (and lost a day due to the International dateline), then flew back to California, and then two days later flew to Saudi Arabia for one day, then Bahrain for one day, and then flew back. When I got back I didn't know what time it was or what day it was. But stuff had to get done, due to responses to the 9/11 attacks already being in motion. Spent a total of six weeks pretty much continuously on travel (Ramstein, Shaw AFB, Langley, etc.). It was a worldwind time, for sure, to get all the updated targeting stuff in place.
 
Must admit as much as i enjoy my career, when I hear of people saying they travelled abroad for work I am slightly envious. 43 too old for career change?? 29 years working with sheep in some form or another 😮‍💨😮‍💨🫩🫩😴😴

Its funny isnt it
Couple of my mates have just been on holiday - and the very first thing both said was - its good to be back hahaha - they only went for 4 days and a week hahah
I think sometimes the grass is greener pal
 
Must admit as much as i enjoy my career, when I hear of people saying they travelled abroad for work I am slightly envious. 43 too old for career change?? 29 years working with sheep in some form or another 😮‍💨😮‍💨🫩🫩😴😴

I still love it. I haven't done nearly as much as many and I know you lots of people who've become very jaded by it all. No doubt it's tiring, jetlag can be a pain (when you've awake at 2am and not a hope of sleep) and it it interferes with home life but I'd be on a plane tomorrow if someone else was paying. I have been very lucky though and have travelled business class for all my trips for the last 6 or 7 years (with the odd First Class here and there). Getting on a late evening flight in the US and going straight to sleep on a flat bed as soon as you take off certainly helps. I did one last year where I took off in Tennessee, woke up coming into Heathrow after 7hrs sleep, breakfast and shower in the airport lounge then shuttle up to Newcastle. Collected the dogs from my parents, drove home to Derbyshire and was carting corn by 2pm ✈️ 🚜
 
I read a quote today saying life isn't actually short, we just waste most of the time we have.
I feel I'm wasting a month of my life at the minute... painting the outside of the house, basically everything is painted apart from the brick plinth... putting up scaffolding on your own is no fun anymore, and to get to the apex on two gables means three generous lifts... I had a touch of vertigo this morning, so I stopped putting up the scaffold and picked up the brushes instead :rofl:,
I can't wait to sell this flippin' place.
 
I feel I'm wasting a month of my life at the minute... painting the outside of the house, basically everything is painted apart from the brick plinth... putting up scaffolding on your own is no fun anymore, and to get to the apex on two gables means three generous lifts... I had a touch of vertigo this morning, so I stopped putting up the scaffold and picked up the brushes instead :rofl:,
I can't wait to sell this flippin' place.
I wonder if vertigo an age thing. Never been bothered. Last week putting up some Yorkshire boarding and I was crapping it going up ladder with timber
 
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