Daisy also told many tales of working in the kitchen at Kunzle restaurant where the chef taught her to chop vegetables rapidly. The Swiss chef Christian Kunzle had a number of high class restaurants around Birmingham. He had become a celebrity chef when working at the House of Commons. Not all the stories were complimentary but her mint and parsley were beautifully chopped for sauce.
Just before the war she went to work at Parkinson's Stove factory in Stechford where Edward was already working. She worked on a drill at Parkinson's, one day her hair caught in the drill and was torn from her head, in those days machines weren't guarded as they are to-
Next she went to work at Forelands Open-
Daisy had to leave that job as Hazel was sick and with no family living near there was no one to look after her. Strangely Hazel’s first job after leaving school was at the NCB laboratory in the shade of the coke works which by then had closed.
Daisy also worked for a short time in the kitchen at the South Wales Electricity Offices, Park Street, Bridgend, again by a strange twist of fate Stephen would eventually join the Electricity board as a student engineer and Hazel married Eric who was an Engineer with South Wales Electricity.
Next she took work as a Home Help, being sent to some remote places because she was able to drive and finally she was asked to be the first Meals on Wheels driver when the council started that service.
Later daisy worked at the Girls' Grammar School, (Hazel’s old school ) she was there when the school became Bryntirion Comprehensive. This made a huge difference to local education. The teachers of the Girls grammar school suddenly were part of a massive co-
Daisy is wearing an overall standing next to the Mayor. She and her assistant picked up the food in insulated containers and delivered to pensioners and house bound people. They often had to summon help if they found the client had problems. On one occasion the pensioner had put a saucepan of water on the hob with a plate over it “warming” ready to receive the meal but when they got to the house the pan had boiled dry and started to melt, the pensioner was asleep in an adjoining room. Another time they found the client had fallen and had lain on the floor for over a day when they arrived. It was hard to be quick at some houses as they were often one of very few visitors and the clients tried hard to keep them talking. It certainly was a useful and rewarding service which Daisy missed after her retirement.