Amma Gonna Let it Shine....

See this number - this always fascinates me.  

I worked for a company for a relatively short period of time who maintained lamp posts, traffic lights, and any sort of power box sitting on corners, which had a number on it like this.

We had maps of all the local regional councils, East, South and North Ayrshire, and we would be notified of faults, and I would grab the radio, and radio the chaps, with a Big Ten Four, Over and out, and tell them where to go.   I would also sing loudly down the radio, because I felt it was my duty to ensure that all the men in the vans felt entertained and happy. All Day. 

It was an interesting ish kind of job;  Initially it was a pregnancy cover... and then I was offered the work full time, but a series of events, with a staff member, her boyfriend and Barlinnie prison, led me to determine that the place was not for me. 

Ah, yes.  

The tales I could tell.