1982 ! Missiles flying ! Men scared, exhilarated, dying, wounded !
1978 ! Missiles building ! Men fed up, exhausted, frustrated !
That year, life for me went topsy-turvey. On leaving the British Army, I found myself being resettled in a factory tuning a block of metal used in a missile. Initially I drove to work. Traffic jam every day and I never seemed to arrive on time. So I bought a Puke. No licence required, just a helmet and warm clothing. Yes, I arrived at the factory on time. Zippy !
Clocking on at 8am. Entered the workshop. “Morning !”. The Fitters, Engineers, grunted back. Another groundhog day began. The block of metal was state of the art for 40 years ago. It had wires, tubes, screws to turn, surrounded by test equipment, oven and refrigeration, and was a pain in the neck to work perfectly. It would work at room temperature, then threw a wobbly at minus 20°C. Get that right and it would refuse to play ball at +60°C. Eventually, after many hours, it worked, got fitted into the missile and off it went for the Navy to play with. For me, another block of metal, then another, then another, day after day.
Zipping home to my first wife and two girls on my Puke gave me a such a sense of freedom and the fresh air was lovely. I found myself at home, volunteered to working on the house and ironing clothes. She wanted bras and underwear ironed. Not Monday to Sunday panties, no ! ….
….. to me, it was the 1st of January to the 31st of December panties, EVERY WEEK !
Oh, I painted doors as well !
This gif shows perfectly what working in the factory is like. At the end of the month your salary goes into the Bank. Whatever you do with it, it never seems to be enough. It is thrown away on bills, whatever is urgently needed for and Oreos. Whatever you do with it, it always comes back and hits you squarely in the face by you having to go back to the factory every groundhog day morning and start all over again.
Cats ! Who’d have them !
Ralph xox ❤
Photographs of Sonic taken by Natascha.
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