Monday, 10 September 2012

The Times they are a changin'


The Times They Are A Changin' so sang Bob Dylan in the 1960's, and they are certainly very changed from what we expected our futures to be when we as the so called 'baby boomers' were at school. We went to work and then expected to get our pensions at 60 or 65, and it was not unusual to have been in the same job since leaving school.

Some of us will choose to work for longer because of the contacts and friendships work and the benefits a routine of going to work gives to us, but many more will be in the position of having no choice but to work, indeed to even be looking for a job when they are well past 50, and would have been thinking not of starting a new job, but looking forward to retirement a few years off. Often, because we are older this means looking for work while coping with health problems too, but the governments crackdown on sickness related benefits again means that many in such a position are forced ,as indeed I have been, to look for work....

My blog is about my experiences while looking for a job and I hope that some of the links and information might help you too...

The Times They Are A changin'

Gather 'round people Wherever you roam And admit that the waters Around you have grown
And accept it that soon You'll be drenched to the bone If your time to you Is worth savin'
Then you better start swimmin' Or you'll sink like a stone For the times they are a-changin'


Come writers and critics Who prophesize with your pen Keep your eyes wide The chance won't come again
Don't speak too soon For the wheel's still in spin And there's no tellin' who That it's namin'

For the loser now Will be later to win For the times they, they are a-changin'


Come senators, Congressmen Please heed the call Don't block at the doorway Don't block up the hall
For he that gets hurt Will be he who has stalled There's a battle outside And it's ragin'
It'll soon shake your windows And rattle your walls For the times they are a-changin'


Come mothers and fathers Throughout the land Don't criticize What you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters Are beyond your command Your old road is Rapidly agin'
Please get out of the new one If you can't lend a hand For your times they are a-changin'


The line it is drawn And the curse it is cast The slow one now Will later be fast
As the present now Will later be past The order is Rapidly fadin'
And the first one now Will later be last For the times they are a-changin'



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