Well anyway a good friend of mine Steve Morris, dropped me a message to ask if I could come in and help out for a week as they were really short staffed. Having nothing else lined up I said yes.
So there I was, no idea what the hell was going on, but loving the fact I got to wear a fancy helmet and generally piss about with some hard graft thrown in for good measure. Even if the helmet was well over due replacing and several years old, though I didn't discover this for months.
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He's there...somewhere |
Infact even the bosses dog could carry logs better than I could when I started out.
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All over the place |
Some how I managed to survive the week, rigging branches down, chipping the only pair of gloves I was given, and spilling oil and petrol all over the place in front of my boss.
Much to my surprise I was asked back. A couple of months later, I was starting to get the hang of how things worked, what the system was, and even pre empting situations and gaining some brownie points. I still spent half my time taking photos though.
Now I really frustrated everyone I worked with by generally being shit and good all at the same time, but at the same time having some serious laughs along the way.
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There's always something to take home, either to burn or make. |
I learnt some pretty handy skills, from how to cut a hedge, to how to split logs.
Before I knew it I was buying actual work gear...
What I loved the most was that when I woke up in the morning, I had no idea where I would be going, but I knew that in some way there would be some beauty, some hard work, and some good fun.
Even when the weather was 'shit' I was still having fun, and still taking photos when I shouldn't have
However all this physical labour took it's toll on my already pretty broken body, but also kept it strong.
Yet before I knew it, I had my first experience up a tree, even gained some qualifications or tickets, and bought more expensive gear.
Despite all of this though I was still the WEP
But that's just the way I liked it.
Now I work in a hospital, indoors all day, and to be honest, it is really driving my insane. Although today I chopped down a tree, which was very satisfying, in fact I have done two tree related jobs since starting at the hospital, and they have been the only form of paid work I have actually looked forward to, and enjoyed doing, which says a lot I think.
I can't stay away, I don't want to stay away.
So anyway, A large percentage of 2014 was spent with a select few lads and a whole load of trees, many of which are no more (the trees that is) Thank you guys for a great year, I laughed so hard I cried nearly every day, I worked so hard (most days) that I nearly always slept well, and I worked so much that I failed my Biology A Level, but all in all it was one of the best jobs I ever had.
Until next time Lads, I am a robot.
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