scavenging

When I was at school I used to supplement my pocket money by scavenging the campus grounds for lost dropped coins. Pretty soon I got to know the optimum locations to find forgotten pennies, shy glinting silver denominations, and the odd jackpot of maybe a pound coin or two.

School uniform regulation trousers, skirts and blazers I guess are not designed to keep loose change safely contained.

There were several spots were I could pretty much be guaranteed a quality haul. Where pupils would picnic on the playing fields, lounged back against tree trunks, I would often spy a quiet nest of congregating coins bedded down between where grass meets bark.

After school I could wander along the wooden bench seating down by the quadrangle and ease a hidden income from beneath the wearied slats.

Many times I wondered whether coins, once released and dislocated from their compatriots in the grubby warmth of a student’s pocket, maybe get lonely and seek each other out for company? A basic attraction thus explaining little clusters of treasure.

Where does all this lost and forgotten currency go now? Do people stop dropping moolah so carelessly when they enter the workplace? I think not.

So, why, as I sit alone in the office having got here at eight for the fourth day in a row, can I not find the mere thruppence I lack to purchase a dodgy cappuccino from the machine?

4 Responses to scavenging

  1. djvext September 26, 2002 at 2:31 am #

    i have two pence that you can have!

    i bet Glyn a penny each day that our file server tape backup would not work.

    He set it up.

    Two days later I am a little better off (and taking my own backups!)

    let me know if you want me to courier it over!

    hugs,
    grggl

  2. djvext September 26, 2002 at 2:31 am #

    i have two pence that you can have!

    i bet Glyn a penny each day that our file server tape backup would not work.

    He set it up.

    Two days later I am a little better off (and taking my own backups!)

    let me know if you want me to courier it over!

    hugs,
    grggl

  3. Anonymous September 26, 2002 at 12:09 pm #

    Look UNDER the snack machines … someone always drops coins when they’re fishing around for snack money … It’s a little groady under there though … the question you have to ask yourself is how thirsty are you?

    =v=

  4. Anonymous September 26, 2002 at 12:09 pm #

    Look UNDER the snack machines … someone always drops coins when they’re fishing around for snack money … It’s a little groady under there though … the question you have to ask yourself is how thirsty are you?

    =v=

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