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Monday, August 08, 2005

The Tara Brooch

I think I was 9 at the time when this happened, we were on a school tour and we were at some museum place. My mother had given me £10 pocket money for the day. I was with my friend in the tour shop and we saw these pins on a stand and one had a picture of the Tara Brooch on it. My friend and I both got a pin each.

On the bus to the next place on the tour I was showing off my new pin to the people in my class. There was a girl in my class who was much stronger than me (I was particularly small for my age, also this girl would later go onto break my nose and give me a copy of Nirvana’s “Nevermind” pointing to the path I’m on now) and she wanted the pin I had bought. I had paid £4 pounds for it so we haggled until I got to £12.50 and half a can of coke. The deal was made. I now had a budget of £18.50 for the day and I wasn’t thirsty.

When I arrived home that night my mother asked me how much I had left over after my day out, I had £8.50. She didn’t know about the “Tara Brooch” so she was amazed I had only spent £1.50 for the day and gave me a big smile and a hug.

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