North Lincolnshire Council has posted five current job vacancies in the Brigg area, if you, or someone you know, is looking for employment.
They are in Brigg, Broughton, Scawby, Kirmington and Kirton Lindsey.
A teaching assistant is needed at Kirmington School - closing date July 4.
The Broughton Well Being Hub requires a kitchen assistant - apply by July 7.
A finance assistant is wanted at Huntcliff School in Kirton Lindsey - closing date July 10.
They need a customer service assistant at Ancholme Leisure Centre, Scawby Brook - closing date December 31.
A street sport leader is required, to be based at Hewson House in Brigg - closing date December 31.
View further details here...
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I wonder if I could qualify for the street sport leader; I was good at organising Street footie matches...all one needed was a ball and some jackets to represent the goals.
In my day one also needed some guys to be decko's...their job was to alert us of approaching bobbies.
It was a serious offence to be caught playing footie in the street - 5 Bob fine at the magistrate's court and a clip round the ear from your mum.
Similarly, us kids could get fined 7/6d for not having a bell on a bike...plus a double clip round the ear.....so it was imperative that we had good decko's.....and have a decent bike bell....even tho' the brakes didn't work.
Those were the days....heavy laced leather footballs that get even heavier when wet, brown leather footie boots with enormous top caps (pre-Continental footie boots) and football bladders.
Even if the bladder burst during a game, we carried on regardless with a flat ball....it wasn't the quality that counted, but the enthusiasm of us kids to finish the game....or until our mums randomly called us in for tea....often meaning we lost vital players, like the goalie....altho' they could make a valuable later reappearance after eating their teatime
jam butties....
We also played cricket using lampposts as the wickets....little old ladies use to come out if the ball landed in their garden and tried to scare us off.
We were always very polite to such ladies, if we weren't, the communication network of some
'little bird' always meant that our mums would hear about our cheek for which we would, guilty, or not, get another clip round the ear!
Prams wheeled go-cart were brilliant; it kept us kids occupied looking for suitable Pram wheels, building the contraption and than careering around the streets like bats out of hell....we tried not to knock over little old ladies in the anticipation that it would culminate in several ear clips.
It was very much a boy thing as girls would seem to spend most of the time having their hair washed, or having plaits put in....or playing with dolls!!
.....or tucking the dresses into their knickers and doing handstands against a wall......or skipping and singing stupid songs....
.....or tucking the dresses into their knickers and doing handstands against a wall......or skipping and singing stupid songs....
I wonder if I could qualify for the street sport leader; I was good at organising Street footie matches...all one needed was a ball and some jackets to represent the goals.
In my day one also needed some guys to be decko's...their job was to alert us of approaching bobbies.
It was a serious offence to be caught playing footie in the street - 5 Bob fine at the magistrate's court and a clip round the ear from your mum.
Similarly, us kids could get fined 7/6d for not having a bell on a bike...plus a double clip round the ear.....so it was imperative that we had good decko's.....and have a decent bike bell....even tho' the brakes didn't work.
Those were the days....heavy laced leather footballs that get even heavier when wet, brown leather footie boots with enormous top caps (pre-Continental footie boots) and football bladders.
Even if the bladder burst during a game, we carried on regardless with a flat ball....it wasn't the quality that counted, but the enthusiasm of us kids to finish the game....or until our mums randomly called us in for tea....often meaning we lost vital players, like the goalie....altho' they could make a valuable later reappearance after eating their teatime
jam butties....
We also played cricket using lampposts as the wickets....little old ladies use to come out if the ball landed in their garden and tried to scare us off.
We were always very polite to such ladies, if we weren't, the communication network of some
'little bird' always meant that our mums would hear about our cheek for which we would, guilty, or not, get another clip round the ear!
Prams wheeled go-cart were brilliant; it kept us kids occupied looking for suitable Pram wheels, building the contraption and than careering around the streets like bats out of hell....we tried not to knock over little old ladies in the anticipation that it would culminate in several ear clips.
It was very much a boy thing as girls would seem to spend most of the time having their hair washed, or having plaits put in....or playing with dolls!!
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