The Prof came back this afternoon and emptied his mailbox.
Contained two copies of a book from a JAFA mate of his.
So he came over the road and gave one to me in return for emptying his bins.
Obviously pissed.
This:
I tried to read it, but it's Greek to me.In fact, any actual thing Greek, as it turns out, is a fair bit easier.
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Meanwhile, somokewards today, I strayed, as one does, into the establishment of a purveyor of fine beers.
(My principle is: don't drink anything you can see through, except for water.)
They wanted $22.00, no less, for a six-pack of Coopers Stout.
Next door-ish, a cheap mass grog shop had a case (4 x 6 x 350ml) for $43.20.
Not hard to work out what to do then.
Pity the poor who must always pay more.
Capitalism and its mate (market forces) is/are our natural condition it would seem.
Sledge
