Winter Weather

I worked as an apprentice coach painter in Archibald Grays at the time. It was the coldest winter I had ever known. We went on strike over the conditions we were working in, because the heating had packed in (the diesel had frozen in the tank), but being daft, being apprentices, we didn't know that we weren't allowed to strike. We went back to work with our tails between our legs and just got on with it. Now, all these years later, we are back in a severe weather spell and I cant help think back to when I weighed 8 stone and watched my tea freeze in its mug. Happy days? NOT! submitted by Robert Adams