Rock Night at Hendre Hall, Tal-y-Bont

By |July 24th, 2005|0 Comments

There was this new lad who turned up at a place I used to work. He’d got a job on the shop floor like the rest of us, which was unusual cos most new employees started off in the warehouse and would be promoted to the shop floor after he’d served his time and if he was any good. None of us liked him; he was cock sure of himself and we didn’t like the fact that he was earning the same money as us when he was still wet behind the ears.

‘How come he can walk into this job, when we had to slog it in the back there to get here today?’ We’d cry.
The same lad went onto to become an area manager for the same company within a very short space of time. We still didn’t like him, but it was more through envy than anything else.

Sound familiar?

Skinflick, Flynch @ Breeding Ground,Rhyl

By |February 23rd, 2002|0 Comments


(review n pix neil crud)