Dianne and Golden Haired Dancer Rye Victoria, Australia5 minutes, 58 seconds ago
Hello ED, glad to hear that you enjoyed you time at Sausage's house. I had the usual lovely time with the Monday Morning Coffee Club. Always so much to talk about. 6 of us there this morning. One of the group suggested that we have a working bee to help Frank, the owner, deal with much needed work outside. We all agreed. Frank has projects started everywhere, however none of them are seen through to completion. He is a funny, grumpy man and yet we all like him and certainly want the shop to stay open. Then this afternoon it was the Op shop for me. There was a MOUNTAIN of donations and the usual Monday sign saying, please no donations today. Amazingly I looked at my book trolley and there were no new adult books. Then some of the main back room staff came in and expressed amazement. "This room was full of books this morning." Haha I smelt a rat. I went into the room where we have a trailor for junk. Sure enough it was full of books. I rescued as many as I could. One tub defeated me as another tub on top of it was too heavy for me to lift. I rescued so many books. A lot of them were beautiful ART books. I showed them to my superviser and although we are not supposed to remove items from the trailer I told her that was what I had done and they were now destined for the Art group in Sorrento where they will be appreciated rather than being thrown into hard rubbish. Jan understands me. Despite that I had my usual happy afternoon with everyone. We have a new volunteer working with us on Mondays. She is not new re the shop just new re. the shift. She is Italian with a lovely accent. A CD came in that was Italian, I showed it to her and we happily spoke about the meaning of words on the disc. Haha I impressed her with my limited knowledge of Italian. I think I have found a new friend. Then on my way home as I was approaching another street wanting to turn right but waiting for the cars to clear my car was bumped into from the rear. I heard the bang, my body went forward. Sigh! I got out and the young driver was so apologetic. We both looked closely at my rear and then her car. Nothing. We were both amazed as we had both felt the shock. Our bodies moved by the impact. We looked again. Nothing. And the car behind her was Vicky from the OP shop. She came and couldn't see anything. The young woman has since given me all her details on my phone. I keep looking at the rear end of my car but cannot see any damage.





























