Zooming down the country lanes I narrowly missed a frog crossing the road; he looked like he was in a hurry. Can't imagine how I even saw him as I was concentrating on what I was going to say to she-who-must-be-obeyed (my pal who insisted that I Tell Two People every day about Homeopathy for Health in Africa).
I was racing to see her for some comfort and support as I had been panicking about the Swish Party. Tower of strength that she is, she sorted out all my angst and we set off to walk the dog. At the field gate we bumped into another dog-walker, and I realised that I had to Tell him (otherwise, Good Grief, she'd never believe I was really doing it). Fortunately it turns out that his wife will be coming to the Swish Party, so he could appreciate why I was trying to spread the word.
Back at the healthfood co-operative I also managed to Tell the cashier, but it was one of those burbling Tells so I was just glad that he said I could leave the HHA donation postcards for customers to see. (I think I could feel his compassion reaching out across the cash register.)
Also spent a lot of today sorting out fundraising hoodies, but how to price them? There is a lovely book called The Professor and the Housekeeper that I read recently where the magic of numbers is revealed. Now, a number like 24 (£24 for a hoodie?) is divisible by loads of numbers (2,3,4,6,8,12) so I thought that it might be mystically appropriate. However it turns out that £25 is better - why? because you make a pound more for the fund! (See, I'm not a complete whimsical twit).
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