Pith & Wind - Bummer
Rather than relocating our PO Box address
to Mt Waverley, or the even handier Pinewood S/C, I’ve
decided to leave it at Camberwell for the time being, which
gives me a pretext to return to the Junction on an almost
daily basis. I guess I’ll eventually bow to convenience,
but up till now I’ve not discovered any tea or coffee
shops locally that can be bothered with loose leaf tea -
or The Age for that matter - and the folks at Choclatté
are damn near family, so there’s no contest.
Very often lately there’s been no mail at all to collect
from the mail box, which is another indication, if I needed
it, that we have to get some new product out pronto,
but today there was a chit informing me that I had a parcel
of some sort to collect from the counter. More often than
not I can figure out what it might be – a CD I played
harmonica on for instance – but this time I was entirely
in the dark.
In the event I was presented with a large, white envelope
bearing the Federal Government imprint containing something
about the size of a video cartridge. I resisted the temptation
to open it at Choclatté, and it was at the lights
on the corner of Burwood Hwy and Blackburn Rd while driving
home from my Bunnings’ foray that I remembered about
the parcel and decided to open it.
What did ‘my’ government have in mind for me?
Was it a pension kit? Do they do that sort of useful thing
for Oz residents? I ripped the envelope open and a cardboard
box fell out onto the passenger seat, with ‘National
Bowel Cancer Screening Program'.. read