My first job was at Tate & Lyle in the 70s - it was a complete town; every conceivable trade and skill represented - they even had a museum of weird and exotic things found in the bulk raw sugar. One of my favorites was the golden syrup tin assembly line at "Lyles's" at Plaistow - ( there were two distinct tribes - ("Tates's at Silvertown and "Lyles's at Plaistow) the tins were made on site from huge sheets of printed tinplate - then tested for leaks before filling on a huge (30 ft diam) vertical wheel with suction cups all around it; ant tins with leaks fell off during the circuit - very Heath Robinson - also the icing sugar plant - fine sugar is pretty explosive - so this plant was designed like a firework factory - no windows or doors, just curtains - so that when the inevitable minor explosion the biggest candyfloss stand in the world It felt I remeember like a huge family. My first job was as a wages clerk - a huge incentive to accuracy was the prospect of having to explain to a 20st docker why his wages were wrong - personal responsibility meant something in all jobs then not just in the blue light business.