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I had a similar experience many moons ago and fucked off to better things. The thing that really pissed me off was the prevalence of "accidental managers". These are the duffers who have been around for so long they end up getting promotions by default and in the end find themselves running things, however incompetent they are. Putting yourself forward for promotion was simply a case of "aahve been 'ere longer than 'im" and that was it. Anyone with less experience but more talent just fucked off as a result. I've got a good mate of mine who did the opposite and couldn't be arsed with the charade. He just went through the motions every day, maximised his sick leave and just stuck around waiting for his pension. For forty fucking years!

Ah yes, the 'accidental managers' (or 'The Peter Principle') which saw me out of a job. When this stiff first came in as my manager, I quickly established that he was fucking clueless. Trouble is, he knew that I knew he was utterly hopeless. And - by association - so was the higher-placed idiot who set him on in the first place. So began a campaign of bullying, giving me menial jobs way below my ability etc. I used to put in around 60 hours a week, only put 37 on my time sheet and was regularly threatened to 'get my hours down' (impossible).(Don't believe all the PC bullshit these people spout, I've never worked with such a bunch of self-preserving fucking cockroaches in my life.) I was forced out and this stiff was moved sideways to 'manage/ruin' another department. Thirteen years later, he's still there. As a manager.

No regrets from me. Council 'workers' are often a special breed of cunt. My mistake was thinking that hard work, talent and loyalty counted for something. Quite the opposite in the public sector.

"He just went through the motions every day, maximised his sick leave and just stuck around waiting for his pension. For forty fucking years!"

The enterprising bulldog spirit that's made this country what it is. :rolleyes:

'Playing the game' - especially if you just want to drift through life (and retire timid and brain-dead) will take you far in this country.
 
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Ah yes, the 'accidental managers' (or 'The Peter Principle') which saw me out of a job. When this stiff first came in as my manager, I quickly established that he was fucking clueless. Trouble is, he knew that I knew he was utterly hopeless. And - by association - so was the higher-placed idiot who set him on in the first place. So began a campaign of bullying, giving me menial jobs way below my ability etc. I used to put in around 60 hours a week, only put 37 on my time sheet and was regularly threatened to 'get my hours down' (impossible).(Don't believe all the PC bullshit these people spout, I've never worked with such a bunch of self-preserving fucking cockroaches in my life.) I was forced out and this stiff was moved sideways to 'manage/ruin' another department. Thirteen years later, he's still there. As a manager.

No regrets from me. Council 'workers' are often a special breed of cunt. My mistake was thinking that hard work, talent and loyalty counted for something. Quite the opposite in the public sector.

Sorry to hear about your experiences, I truly am but as someone who has been in the public sector for nearly 20 years and worked his nuts off to get the promotions he has had, I have to take exception with some of your generalisations here. Things have changed quite a lot, especially in the last decade, and continue to do so.

I am not saying that the public sector doesn't have some long standing workforce /HR issues, of course it does, as do all employees. But let's not tar everyone with the same brush eh?

The glorious private sector also has more than its share of toerags and wasters, who wouldn't know an honest days work if it slapped them in the face. Some folk just know how to work the system, wherever they are.
 
My grandad (died before I was born) was a policeman and ARP Warden in Sheffield so I bet he had some stories.

My dad was born in 1934 and lived at Wadsley during the war. He remembered barrage balloons and AA guns at the reservoir on Ben Lane.

My mum lived at Lees Hall and when I was young they still had an Anderson shelter in the garden and there was shrapnel in the house wall.
 
The glorious private sector also has more than its share of toerags and wasters, who wouldn't know an honest days work if it slapped them in the face. Some folk just know how to work the system, wherever they are.

All true, but it particularly hurts when it's our Council Tax that's being wasted. I still know several people who work for SCC. Nice people but utterly useless.

Re. private sector, surely you don't mean Paul Pester TSB Chief Exec. who presided over a IT fuck up that cost the bank at least £107m (and counting)? He's just got a £1.7m pay-off. Or David Brown - the boss of Britain’s most unreliable rail service (Go Ahead) who has been handed a 50 per cent pay boost – including a bonus worth almost £600,000, taking his annual pay to over £1m? Or the (inevitably-delayed) Crossrail, and that's before the monumental waste of HS2. People like this don't know 'how to work the system', it's just criminality on a grand scale.

After a proud, but long-ago engineering history, the 'movers and shakers' in the UK nowadays couldn't organise the proverbial piss-up.
 
Or the (inevitably-delayed) Crossrail,

I understand that the Infrastructure of Crossrail is, to all intents, finished and ready to go
I'm told that the train operators/software/signalling etc isn't safe to use yet. You'd have thought they'd have worked it out whilst the lengthy construction was taking place but it seems not
You couldn't make it up...
 
Baker’s Hill today - had to have a little explore!
 

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I disagree with that last generalisation. I spent my whole working life in education, and was surrounded by dedicated, hard-working people during all those years. We put in a huge number of hours, way beyond anything in a contract, for a decent salary and a reliable pension. There is great satisfaction in talking now to people I taught, some from as long ago as the late 60s. I am sure that there is a measure of nostalgia in their views, but they do appreciate the hard work that others put in. Different parts of the public sector no doubt have different ways of doing things, but the public service ethos in some sectors is strong.
 

12th December and 15th December 1940. The nights the Luftwaffe decided to take out the munitions and armaments works in Sheffield. It was codenamed 'Crucible' by the Germans. On the first night c.12,000 bombs were dropped. Whether it was poor planning or a deliberate policy, most of these fell in and around the city centre, rather than further down the Don Valley where the steel works were all located. Vicar Lane, Campo Lane took direct hits, as did the Cathedral. Later the C&A building was hit and more or less flattened and later the Marples Hotel opposite was hit, killing around 70. Earlier in the evening the early bombings hit Norton and Gleadless.

2nd night the bombs were more incendiary. Over 11,000 of these were dropped in that raid, this time targeting the steelworks, Hadfields and Brown Bayleys particularly hit.

In total more than 660 people were killed, over 1,500 injured and more than 40,000 people were made homeless 78,000 homes were damaged and many businesses in the city centre were damaged or destroyed.

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This was Broomhall:






Walkley



The Moor




And, of course, Bramall Lane, John Street stand

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The King visits the aftermath

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I was always led to believe that from a navigational perspective there's 1 degree (either latitude or longitude) difference between the Don Valley where the steel works were and the town centre. That 1 degree miscalculation or mistake meant that town got it first time round. So much for German precision!
Anyway, they realised their mistake & came back for a 2nd night.
 
I was always led to believe that from a navigational perspective there's 1 degree (either latitude or longitude) difference between the Don Valley where the steel works were and the town centre. That 1 degree miscalculation or mistake meant that town got it first time round. So much for German precision!
Anyway, they realised their mistake & came back for a 2nd night.


They also changed tack as far as payload was concerned. The first night they loaded up with plenty of explosives and not much incendiary, which is why the Marple Hotel got nearly flattened. The second night they changed to almost all incendiary bombs, again probably another miscalculation or mistake, as these firebombs did little to disrupt the steelworks and armaments production (despite Bayleys and Hadfields taking quite a pounding) which was the intention of Operation Crucible
 
They also changed tack as far as payload was concerned. The first night they loaded up with plenty of explosives and not much incendiary, which is why the Marple Hotel got nearly flattened. The second night they changed to almost all incendiary bombs, again probably another miscalculation or mistake, as these firebombs did little to disrupt the steelworks and armaments production (despite Bayleys and Hadfields taking quite a pounding) which was the intention of Operation Crucible

My old Aunty Laura lived on Bates Street at Walkley. At the bottom of her garden ran a little stream and I remember going down to see it as a little lad. She, and my nan, used to tell a story about how during the Blitz they stood in the stream while the bombs fell. Their view was, if a bomb lands on us - even if we're in the shelter - we've had it. So we may as well just make sure we're as far away from the house as possible in case it's hit and collapses.
Apparently their neighbour's house did get hit. And collapsed, killing the lady who was still inside.
Also, if you go in the woods at Tinsley Park Golf Course, there's bomb-craters all over the place if you stop & look around.
 
My old Aunty Laura lived on Bates Street at Walkley. At the bottom of her garden ran a little stream and I remember going down to see it as a little lad. She, and my nan, used to tell a story about how during the Blitz they stood in the stream while the bombs fell. Their view was, if a bomb lands on us - even if we're in the shelter - we've had it. So we may as well just make sure we're as far away from the house as possible in case it's hit and collapses.
Apparently their neighbour's house did get hit. And collapsed, killing the lady who was still inside.
Also, if you go in the woods at Tinsley Park Golf Course, there's bomb-craters all over the place if you stop & look around.


See the map above, shows where quite a few bombs landed. Also I put up a photo of Walkley damage, it might even be of that house.
 
I was always led to believe that from a navigational perspective there's 1 degree (either latitude or longitude) difference between the Don Valley where the steel works were and the town centre. That 1 degree miscalculation or mistake meant that town got it first time round. So much for German precision!
Anyway, they realised their mistake & came back for a 2nd night.
There are some good articles on here about navigation

https://timeandnavigation.si.edu/navigating-air/challenges/overcoming-challenges/radio-navigation
 
See the map above, shows where quite a few bombs landed. Also I put up a photo of Walkley damage, it might even be of that house.

Cheers SEB - looking at it, I know it's not Bates Street as it's not steep enough. It was like the bloody Hovis advert walking up that hill! But fascinating to think it wasn't far from where they were at the time.
When I was little, I used to be enthralled with their stories. I just wish I'd revisited them when I was a bit older before the generation all passed away, taking their stories with them.
 
Cheers SEB - looking at it, I know it's not Bates Street as it's not steep enough. It was like the bloody Hovis advert walking up that hill! But fascinating to think it wasn't far from where they were at the time.
When I was little, I used to be enthralled with their stories. I just wish I'd revisited them when I was a bit older before the generation all passed away, taking their stories with them.


Burgoyne Road.

 

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