Dad had a number of jobs over the years and there were some difficult times in the 1950s when he was out of work. I can remember the names of some of his employers, and the early jobs are based on stories that Dad told us. The dates are an educated guess, but the sequence of employers is near enough correct, based mainly on the notes in his list of vehicles. There could be more jobs that I've forgotten, but you might remember.
I don't know anything first hand about this period, only what Dad and Valerie told me. There are two driving jobs. One delivering pool petrol. Dad said that they had a crew of two to each petrol tanker delivering pool petrol. There was a fiddle where customers were given short measures leaving a little bit for the crew to share out. Another one was driving POWs from their camp to places of work. He lost this job for driving too slowly in fog one day.
A furniture manufacturer. Dad always called it Buxtons but it was officially SEB Upholstery, run by Sydney Ernest Buxton. I think Dad was a wood machinist with them for a few years. One of their premises was in Butcher Street, the same factory that Dad worked in for R Harris before the war, making chair frames. So there may be a connection - maybe Syd Buxton worked for Harris as well and knew Dad before the war. Here's a cutting from the Evening News 1951.
They sold household goods and clothes through a catalogue, and their representatives drove from house to house to collect money and to sell goods. The reps were paid a basic wage plus commission on sales plus a car allowance. Dad was one of their reps, and I did go with him on his round in the car once or twice around the Rowlands Castle area. Must have been about 1955. Morses were quite a big company operating over most of the south of England. Goods were paid for in weekly instalments, so they were tapping into an early form of credit. Here's another Evening News cutting from 1955.
Dad was working outdoors with Fred Prior erecting chain link fences. There are two places that he worked that I can remember. There was a secret wireless station in Ashdown Forest near Crowborough, Sussex. He worked there installing the fence - as far as I know it's still there today. The site is still used by Sussex Police. Then he was away in the Newcastle area on one occasion for several weeks sharing the same bed as someone on factory night shift. He hated it. Didn't stay with them for very long.
Another furniture manufacturer based in North End. Dad worked there for several years again as a wood machinist. This is the period when we started to get wood offcuts to burn on the fire in the winter. From memory he seemed to be at Rigbys for a long time. But maybe I was at an age where I remember more. Here's a couple of cuttings from the Evening News - 1951 and 1954 below,
Commercial vehicle body builders based in Wicor Mill Lane, Portchester, and then Burrfields Road, Copnor. Dad was a wood machinist. There were three workers, Dad, Reg Williams, and Trevor somebody. The machine shop was something like this picture (but nowhere near as clean!) with dust extraction pipes which sucked out the sawdust and channelled it outside into a big shed. I worked at the Portchester factory for a couple of months in 1967. Dad was in charge of a big circular table saw rather like the one in the picture. He started with rough cut planks straight from the sawmill still with their bark edges, and ran them through the saw to produce squared edge cut lengths ready for processing on other machines. It was heavy work. The rough planks straight from the tree were about fifteen feet long and up to 4 feet wide. Thickness about 2 inches. The cutting technique was for two people to carry a plank to the saw table and rest it one end on the saw table and one end on the floor. Start the saw - it was quite noisy. Then Dad would go to the end of the plank that was on the floor and lift it and push it slowly through the saw to remove one bark edge (the 'wany edge'). When it was half way through and supported by the table, Dad would walk to the other end of the plank and pull it through. This process would continue for subsequent cuts but this time the plank would rest against a side guide to achieve a uniform width. And so on until there was enough wood for the job in hand. For shorter planks he would push it through the saw and finish pushing with a long stick - to make sure he didn't slip against the moving blade. I never saw anyone else use Dad's table saw. He also did his own saw doctoring - the circular saw blade was removed from the machine. Then the blade was clamped into a wooden jig and Dad filed the teeth to get the sharp profile back. It took most of a day to do a blade.
Dad was always careful about safety. I think he was the only one in the wood machine shop who still had all his fingers. He saw Reg Williams lose a couple of fingers one day. They took the cut off fingers to the hospital but they couldn't sew them back on.
There was another old chap called Joe Main who worked as a cleaner on the site. One of his jobs was to empty the sawdust shed when it got full up. To do that he had to enter through a door in the side of the shed and shovel the sawdust into a big barrow. That was ok until someone turned on the extractor fan with him still in the shed. He would come storming into the workshop covered in sawdust from head to foot. Of course nobody owned up to it.
Dad took up the job of caretaker until he retired in 1984.