[quote Kaathesnake]@MitziK
Bolting the doors made not a bit of difference... they got tied to the doorknob!😆 luckily, marrows weren’t a ‘thing‘ by me, it was apples, bloody apples!! I was at home, stewing apples in my early teens when I should have been out, showing off in front of boys😁
I’ve just realised that in my work bag I carry...
Plasters of different sizes
Germolene
Headache pills
Indidestion pills
Hay fever pills
Deep heat
Safety pins
A small sewing kit
Hairbrush & spray
Cough sweets
Old Lady Handbag😱
Our young staff members may think I’m old and slightly strange... but it’s me they come to for help when buttons come off or they have a hangover or sore throat!
I’m known as ‘Mother’ or ‘Wilma’ (Flintstone) as the oldest in the building![/quote]
I worked in a secondary school with a huge deprivation problem (as in check the register - Good Grief, there's a child who isn't in the Pupil Premium Group in this class). I was in a specialist technical role, traditionally 'male' associations.
Guess who the kids came to see if they had torn their trousers, the sole of their shoe was hanging off, glasses broken, buttons needed sewing back on, a stuffed Heffalump that had been theirs since they were two had some broken stitching (with a request to, if I would do anything about it, please not tell anybody it was theirs), etc?
I was in technician clothing, not an old lady thing in sight, spent my days with my head in electronic/electrical equipment and waving wires and cables around - but they came to me, not anybody else.