Friday, 16 January 2009

I have a confession...

OK, so it's not my confession, but I'm happy to confess it too.

Actually, its been a long time since I've been anything like a D&D addict. But this is a great read anyway.

For more, check out the Christian Gamers Guild.

Thursday, 15 January 2009

A final serve of fish and chips

This one has been sitting in my drafts pile for a while, so you'll have to forgive its lateness.

As you may be aware, my Dad died in September last year.

When I got back to Esperance after the funeral and went back to work I found an envelope in my pigeon hole. I opened the envelope and in it was a $50 note. Most puzzling.

I asked B1 (boss #1, not to be confused with B1 of "are you thinking what I'm thinking B1?" fame?) what it was about.

On the same Sunday afternoon that I had rung to say that Dad had died and that I wouldn't be coming to work the next day, a woman had come in wanting to pass on some money to me.

It turns out that some time previously, Dad had loaned this lady some money for a taxi fare after a conference or something similar. Rather than work out some complicated way of getting the money back he simply told her to come into the pharmacy when she was next in Esperance and pass the money on to me. Along with the message that I was to buy a meal of fish and chips for the family.

Of course, when B1 explained why I was not around to give the money to, she was as shocked as the rest of us had been.

Two weeks on, we did just as Dad had asked. Bought a big serve of fish and chips. Bought a jar of pickled onions to go with it too... Dad always loved his pickled onions with fish and chips.

So thanks Dad for a final serve of fish and chips. It seems appropriate somehow that even now that you have gone, you are still spoiling us.