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Worst job, Meat Packer at the local Abattoir. They'd kill approx 600 beasts a day, there were 6 packers so I was packing the equivalent of 100 beasts in boxes each day. Hard yakka. The temp in the cold room was 4 degrees, but we were sweating.
Best job? Working for Olympian Guy Creighton, tending his horses, exercising them, cleaning stables, getting them ready for events and looking after them once they'd competed. Hard work yes, but I got to meet the elite horse men and women at that time, legends amongst the horsey fraternity. Invaluable experience.
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