The weekend sale was extended on
Saturday night into a 45th party which was a lovely reunion of trade
and punters. Short but perfectly informed speechettes came from Tilly Lloyd
(it’s the people; it always has been and it always will be), Dylan Sherwood
(thanking staff for their balance of professionalism and degeneracy), Jacqui
Brokenshaw (impassioned quotes about change from The Swerve), Cam Hyland
(stealing lines from Tobias Buck “you’re all my favourite”), Lawrie McColl,
collecting tribute bubbly for Jo McColl – 32 flamboyant years at Unity Books -
and raising the toast to absent friends (Alan Preston, Nigel Cox, Prudence de
Villiers), and lastly David Lascelles (the past determines the present which
determines the future, about which this shop should be confident).
We gargled “tell me the truth
about love” which raises more laughs than our other wine gargle: “how may I
help you?” and we raised our glasses to the brewers from Garage on Aro Street,
for making (something close to) the Unity Bock. Colin Morris baked a
frightening cake. Although the small print for the sale included ‘no laybys’
and ‘no pashing at the science table’, there was no pashing at the science
table.
L-R, Jacqui
Brokenshaw, Sue Piper, Dylan Sherwood, Simon O’Shaughnessy, a visitor from
Gladstone.
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David Lascelles (Film
Historian, longest serving customer).
Photographs - Matt
Bialostocki
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