Two pictures of Hell.

This is where I worked at the age 16 to 19. In and out and amongst these
coils of steel. It was hotter than Hell, hard heavy and dangerous work.
The only safety wear provided were gloves and burning goggles.
It was so hot you didn't breath through your nose, because the hot air
burned your nostrils.
When I was 19 to 21 this is where I worked, on the furnace team.
What you can't see on the photo is the noise or the smell or the men
manhandling the 10 cwt billets into the furnace! Or the fact that any
accident in that area was always a bad one ( a lost time one )( hospital job).
I then moved down the mill to the dispatch end where I spent the rest of
my working life ( what did I do wrong to deserve this ). Having said that
I had some great times and some good laughs and some great mates.
On a sadder note since I retired, I've been to the funerals of at least three
mates a year in the 10 years Ive been finished ( that's a lot of mates).
Many of them did not get to 65. The moral is, you just get on with life.
My life is now 100% pleasure (Heaven, I've had the Hell bit).