Apparently in Victorian times this job would involve standing all day in a barn full of rotting flesh, dog poo and chicken dung, then tanning the conversion of cattle and sheep hides into leather.
The smell of rotting animal tissue, enlivened by the aroma of old, warmed-up dog and chicken faeces, would be stored in a foetid pool to de-lime the hides and wouldn't be changed for months just to get that lovely bacteria-infused mixture going.
I wonder what their social life was like, if any at all?
