Every year, the Friends of Scarysuburb High have a mega book sale. We bribe kids and parents to hand textbooks over after the exams, with promises of cash. We stick identifying labels on them and put the details in a database. On the day, we hold sausage sizzles and sell coffee while parents line up at trestle tables to buy books second hand, books which are quite gobsmackingly expensive at Academic and General. Prohibitively expensive, to many local people. It’s quite a useful service, and the school gets a cut.
It’s a long day. After the sale is over we sit and enter the details into the database, and then write a billion cheques together. Daughter helps out. I get a lot of pleasure from events like these; we work together, have a good time, and get to know the teachers and other students better than we would otherwise. And I’ve been committed to it all year. But!
Why, why, why, why, why in the name of all that’s inconvenient did they have to schedule it for the day of the Melbourne blog meet? Why must they torture me so? After I went to all that trouble to pick the venue from Ralph’s list of top 10 Melbourne pubs. (That must be true, I read it at FX’s place.)
Have a drink for me, all of you. I might be able to sneak in later to see if any diehard drinkers are still there. Have a wonderful time!