Came across this This picture and it takes me back a bit, I was a milk monitor, duties were taking crates of milk round to the class room..........also I was a ink monitor as well going round to the class rooms topping up the ink wells, How the Hell did I learn any thing at school ??????????
The good old days! Rudimentary I experienced such stuff yet. One knows first how well something was if one has lost it. That would be one of the things we should get back.
haha .. yep we had the milk every day, but in Australia you had to get it early otherwise the heat turned the milk or the Currawongs got into the bottles ! ... !
Oh my god...I was a milk monitor! I had forgotten all about that. It was early 1960's, and my small town school had graduated to wax cardboard milk cartons, but still. Thanks for the memories, Ted!
When Mary & I lived on Newman Lake near Spokane, Wa. we got involved in Wildlife Rehab. Amongst the many Ravens, Crows and baby Squirrels we raised to return to the wild, was a single Magpie, who would sing that trilling song whenever we fed her.
We had them still in the 80s. And it was tradition to let them bang after one has emptied them. Most of the teachers didn´t like that but shrugged it off with the time. We pupils had our pause activity and some fun if we could make some of the younger teachers jump by cracking the wax cartons behind their backs. You learned immediately who of them was a good teacher and who not by doing this.
We had the little glass bottles that you see in the picture, If I remember right there were 30 bottles in a crate, ant left overs, well you can imagine where they went.........You gott'a keep your strength up ..........