I had a little time to kill this morning so decided to ferret around the town’s charity shops. It’s always worth a look. One day I might actually buy something. Other than a book, that is. I find books virtually irresistible and invariably leave clutching some odd tome to add to the piles at home. I do love my books. I actually read one once.
I didn’t find a book that I wanted today. But I did notice that every shop had a copy of the How to be a Millionaire quiz and an old lady assistant wearing identical pink tartan cardigans. I don’t suppose that’s odd. What did fascinate me was that in the first shop, there was a copy of Now That’s What I Call Music Volume 26. In the second shop sat, Now That’s What I Call Music Volume 27. In the third, 28 and the fourth, 29. Only when I got to the fifth and final store, the PDSA, did the pattern break. They had volume 25. But that’s animals for you. Useless with numbers. Dingos.
What you should do is buy all the albums and then give them to the charitees in the right order.
(It might be best to check in a week if the albums are still in the right order in the shops. Who knows, perhaps the old ladies are playing some mind tricks on people like us.)
Posted by: Robbie | Thursday, 28 August 2008 at 02:51 PM
Now, that is a brilliant idea! Thanks Rob!
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Posted by: Carlton | Sunday, 07 September 2008 at 08:31 PM