LOOKING FOR PAULINE CONOLLY

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Hello, Editor Des here. I have been in Sydney doing some historical research. However, my trip turned into a real life drama

So here’s what happened. I went into the city  on the bus with my guardian, Pauline Conolly. It was a bit rainy, so  when we got off at Wynyard  Square Pauline put up her brolly. Then a big puff of wind came and suddenly she was gone!! JUST LIKE THAT.

Oh my hat!!

Oh my hat!!

I thought she might have blown into one of the big fig trees, but not of a sign of her.

Nope!

Nope!

Hellooooo?

Hellooooo?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It was all a bit worrying. I walked up to Macquarie Street (that’s her favourite) and stopped at the  bronze wild  boar outside Sydney Hospital. You can rub his shiny nose and make a wish.  It was a bit high, but  a kind council man helped me up. I promised the spirits of  very lost people that if I could find my dearest guardian  I would never misbehave ever again.  I would give up my worst habits

I'd even give up the smokes.

I’d even give up the smokes.

I wish I could find Pauline.

I wish I could find Pauline. She’s not a bad old soul really.

Well the spirits  must have been listening, because a bit further down the road I found her  card wallet in the gutter! I knew it was hers, because there was her  blue Library Friend card. It allows her to enter a very special place that other people can’t go in. A bit ‘elitist’ Dr Bob says (whatever that means).

A big clue!

A big clue! Pauline loves the Library.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Pauline says  that the old part of the library not only  has books, but special pillars of wisdom and a lamp of learning.  Do you know what? If you stand  exactly where you can see the lamp shining between the pillars, all the mysteries of life will be revealed.  So that’s what I did.

Foyer of the Mitchell Library, Sydney.

Foyer of the Mitchell Library, Sydney.

And then I heard a disembodied voice. It said,  ‘Editor Des…what does Pauline  Conolly like even more than books?’   

Hmmm, she does loves birds, and my other (slightly kinder) guardian, Dr Bob Conolly.  She probably doesn’t love them more than books though….Bwahaha.   Oooh,  I know. Of course;  COFFEE AND CAKE!

I ran around to the library cafe, and there she was.  Wot a relief.   I’m not putting her photo here though, because this story is far more  about me than her.

Pauline's passion, coffee and cake.

Pauline’s passion, coffee and  carrot cake.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Of course there was one sad thing for me to think about; ‘Why didn’t Pauline go back to Wynyard Square to find me??  Any thoughts?

YOU CAN LEAVE ME A COMMENT IN THE BOX BELOW IF YOU LIKE. THEN COMPLETE THE LITTLE SUM AND PRESS ‘SUBMIT’

Goodbye for now. xx

 

 

9 Comments
  1. She knew where she was, and also knew you’d be alright. Have you heard the expression ‘bad pennies always turn up’ tee hee hee xx

  2. hi DES giday it’s MR RED HERE ,I RECKON SHE MUST HAVE BUMPED HER HEAD WHEN SHE CAME DOWN AND GOT DISORIENTATED.I KNOW SHE WOULDN’T LEAVE YOU INTENTIONALLY BUT I DO HOPE YOU WILL KEEP YOUR PROMISE AND GIVE UP THE SMOKES ? MAYBE SHE SNEAKED OFF TO A SWANS GAME. I KNOW SHE WOULDN’T HAVE GONE TO THE RUGBY CHEERS RED

    • Pauline

      I haven’t been smoking Red. Well not much. I mentioned rugby to Pauline and she burst into tears. love Editor Des.

  3. Wonderful post! I do enjoy your blog, Pauline!

    • Pauline

      Thank you so much, Joan. I really appreciate people who leave comments as I know it’s a bit of a pain with anti-spam etc.

  4. Well it’s not Miss Pauline. Only one guess left

  5. You are so lucky to have Des! Does he have any pals over here that do the same job? 😀

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