Richard’s Funeral
Sunday, September 17th, 2006The funeral was a small thing. But I was really glad we went.
Mike picked me up outside the White Cockatoo and we drove up Parramatta Road. He told me his story - he had helped Richard set up his e-bay business, after a long and involved discussion in the shop one day (Mike is an e-bay powerseller). In return, Richard gave him a vintage childrens’ book. Mike made the mistake of mentioning he might try to sell it on e-bay. Richard hated that - I guess he figured Mike should have cherished that book instead of seeing its potential fiscal value. Mike said he eventually did try to sell that book, and no-one bid on it anyway. He’ll keep it now, I guess.
And I told him my story. I went in to meet Richard during April. I had been tipped off by my friend Keg, and I thought he would be an indispensible link in my Petersham tales.
However, after a few hours talking with him in the shop, I didn’t see how I could possibly work him in - it was all too personal, too confronting. I think I’ll tell that story now.
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