Moving House… Again… My first ever memory as a child, is of staring down at the road, from an empty bedroom’s window. I was 2 years old and this was the first time I ever moved house. Until the age of 23 I had only moved once. I could never Continue Reading
Baker
Tales of a Baker…
Some personal experiences from my time as a Baker Getting up at 4.30am (or earlier) never gets any easier! The fact you’ve been up since the crack of dawn working your ass off is never appreciated by customers. Managers control the quantity of bread/burger buns/doughnuts etc. that are made, not Continue Reading