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the books arrive...!

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Edited by Neil Anderson, Tuesday, 17 Dec 2013, 22:36

I was heading out to work when I saw a Yodeler a wander in the street. I recognized him a wee bit, he recognized me more. 

"I've a package for you", he said.

"So you found the house?"

My house is oddly numbered being in a school playground and much of my mail goes astray. If I know that my books are on the way I'm often found standing at the window twitching when I see people getting out of vans.

"Most of us know it by now", he handed my the brown-box of books. I tucked it under my arm and signed for it.

I don't get that much stuff delivered by yodel do I? I must check out what art-supplies my wife has been ordering; her half of the floor has been full of stuff  lately, stuff that I don't remember seeing before. Still live and let live.

Over the years I've developed a routine for opening the brown-box. That's a lie. I still just rip right into it, as I did the very first time.

I took the course guide to work, haven't read it yet. As always the prospect of a new course has inspired me into a frenzied attempt to tie-up the bits of my existence that are untied.

I've missed having a course!

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