Wink,
I worked at Dungeness RSPB Reserve part-time, whilst working also in a few colleges, my contract was with the , RSPB, however, one Spring, whilst teaching Primary School children, a girl nettled herself on the legs & I requested that the accompanying female teachers took her to the toilets & sorted it out as she was crying & wash her legs off with some cold water to help, stop the stinging.
They then informed me that they could not wash her legs off or cuddle or comfort her as, this could be seen as inappropriate behaviour, when it came to renewing my contract, after doing five years Field Teaching, because this one incident had pissed me off so much, I just let it contract lapse! What chance are these children going to have of growing up relatively & being relatively normal?
The whole beach at Dungeness if you look closely, is littered with bits of old tanks as the Army trained there during WW2. The species that made the area so special, the Stone Curlew, is now extinct there & still is, to my knowledge.
Funnily enough, I should have been able to make a career in the RSPB, but in the latter part of the 20th Century, women who seemed to like other women, had infiltrated the upper echelons & at other levels too, so as a normal male it could be, a strange organisation to be employee of!
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I have worked down there, when the wind was so strong you could lean forward & not fall over!
Happy Days? Sometimes!
cheers
John
