Looking at the salary I could hardly believe my eyes, and called them immediately.
"Do you have a forklift licence?" was the first question they asked me.
"No," I replied, "but I used to pick my own strawberries as a child"
Turns out that a cherry picker is one of those hydraulic ladder things with the bucket on the end that you stand in that they use to lift people up to high places.
D'oh
