Shay Gap, the Saga continues

Not sure that I like Lisa’s comment on this one 😀

LordBeariOfBow

Days, date and time meant precious little to me at Shay Gap, I was open seven days a week 52 weeks of the year; the only days the ‘Wet’ didn’t open were Christmas Day and Good Friday, so if I get things out of sequence it really isn’t of any great moment. I was entitled to 7 days off, with free return air fare to Perth, every 3 months.

I took this only once, the second day back in Perth, I was bored to death, and couldn’t get back up to the Pilbara quick enough. In Perth I knew nobody; I’d lost contact with all my old chums,  male and female, and with limited time I couldn’t be bothered trying to make contact ‘for old time’s sake’ . I missed my ‘Wet’ and I missed my boys, it hadn’t taken long for me to think of all the men…

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4 thoughts on “Shay Gap, the Saga continues

  1. Ugh, 7 days a week sounds like a really brutal schedule. You earned those vacations1

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    1. Not really for me PT I had a six hour break every day between 10 am and 4 pm (doing that time specially for you) and I never found the work onerous, I enjoyed every minute I was there, open or closed.

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  2. I don’t know what my comment was, so I can’t reply.

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    1. Well Anon; Not being sure who you are, or what your comment was, I don’t know what to say, except, thank you for dropping by, and feel free to do so again 😛

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