Joy be unconfined.
Frog and I have been wondering why the word "library" appeared in the fliers for the Helminthdale Feel Good Festival that have been littering the pubs in the town centre for the past three weeks. We rather hoped that some other poor fool had been involved (given our internal communications we wouldn't now about it until a few months later). Poor old Frog.
This morning, Mary told Frog, Bronwyn and Maybelle that they're going to be staffing a stall this weekend. As if they're not up past their eyes in stuff as it is.
"If you three are out with the hippies, how are they keeping the library open on Saturday?"
"I'm now past caring," replies Frog. "Let Mary sort it out with Doreen."