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Down in the recesses of my backpack, tattered and dowdy, and bereft of cover, lurks a cheque book. Rarely does an occasion call for its use, as it passes on into obscurity. Technology of an age passed, a reminder of ‘Principles of Book-keeping’ with Mr Landers, down in the lower transportables – fondly known as ‘Siberia’ – at Muswellbrook High School in 1962. I felt so grown up learning how to write a cheque. I glowed inside with self-importance.
I wonder when Pamela O’Malley Jones learnt to write a cheque, just as I wonder what else she has misplaced, and does she have a ‘key’ routine as she enters her house each evening. I THINK I have a key-routine, but as I rarely follow it, I guess the word ‘routine’ is erroneous. Hopefully soon, ‘Screen Trees Aust.’ will rocket said O’Malley Jones for non-payment.
I wonder what she screened with the trees.
5 comments:
Hmmmmm, your check book sounds like mine. We actually had a section of high school mass that taught us how to write checks, and balance our accounts. I remember when carbonless copy checks were all the new technology rage. Wow. Times sure change.
Oops, I mean high school math, though MASS might make more sense ... or in my case MESS.
...*grin* ...
I'm not sure what is going on there, but $1,350.00, is not a small sum.
An interesting tale woven around a strange find.
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