‘That’s
okay dear, we can use one of Ron’s (her husband) card
tables.’
‘Oh I don’t want to
deprive you of a week of cards’ ‘Oh
no, not cards dear, Ron’s a MAGICIAN’
So she set up the jewellery on her magic tables. Not one
but two and filled to the brim with all sorts of stuff. As
she’s setting up my other jeweller turns up for
her invigilation shift and promptly throws a ‘hissy’ fit
about there being two jewellers in the same room. I thought
she was joking at first. But she wasn’t.
She threatened to leave and then insisted the other jeweller
do half her shift. So one jeweller did 11 to 2 and the other
2 to 5.
Next year NO JEWELLERS.
Saturday morning was quiet (if you don’t count the
Jewellers) and at lunch time I had to leave to go up to London
to walk the Moonwalk half marathon. So I left the house in
the capable hands of Bill who as I left was having his ear
bent on the history of amulet purses by jeweller 2.
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We didn't have any
pictures of magicians
so here's a nice one
of Christina's garden
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