There's only one 'Still Not Happy John' sticker left on our fence this morning.
I'm not sure if it's due to sabotage or souveniring, but I hope it's the latter.
I'm leaving the last one up, out of curiosity, just to see if that one disappears too.
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At 10am yesterday morning, our newsagent had sold out of The Sunday Age - simply unheard of, in my experience. Someone else was asking after it at the same time as me, and the newsagent suggested we try the supermarket.
I sped down the road ahead of my rival, picturing us both in the race for one last newspaper. Didn't I feel silly when I arrived to find a big pile in the doorway?
I bought The Herald Sun, too. Again. Second time this year. It's good to see how the Other Side are reacting.
Over my morning coffee, sitting in the weak morning sun in the window of an Anderson Street cafe, no less than four people tried to take my paper, not realising I'd bought it.
It's so nice to see people so interested and engaged with politics again. Here's hoping it lasts past the initial buzz of this weekend.
4 comments:
I love reading interstate papers, it always makes me feel more informed than everyone else. I have a job in a news room so I get them all for free! Yay.
Lucky you. Though I guess the beautiful thing about the net is that you can get so much newspaper content for free online, too. There's still nothing quite like lazing with the spread-out real, printed papers and a coffee though.
Yep, there's nothing like reading a broadsheet when it comes to news. I may only retain half of the information I read, but as long as I get one question right in the pub quiz I feel intellectually vindicated enough to sink more beer.
If you retain half the information you read, I reckon you're doing pretty well, Davey.
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