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Predictions, Auctions & Fiddles...
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The other day I borrowed a book called "The Government Auction Handbook" and,
seeing there was an auction nearby, and never one to pass up a bargain, I
decided to go and have a look.
I got there nice and early, to get a good seat, when I saw this dirty great
Roller pull up outside and who should get out but this white-haired old gent
with side whiskers who was a dead ringer for the ex-landlord of the Woolpacket
in Emmerdale.
Well whoever he was, he was clearly worth a bit and paying full price for any
of this stuff wouldn't have hurt him at all, but I thought well it just goes to
show - the more you have the tighter you get.
Anyway, this feller sat there all morning and he only bid on two lots: a pair
of Brian Rix autographed clogs and an old violin. Of course, he outbid
everyone else. Then he did a funny thing - he wrapped the clogs in a huge
packet about 200cms long and put it away in the boot of his Roller, but the
violin, well, he inspected it thoroughly for a minute or two then cursed loudly
and smashed the thing to pieces before storming out the place and shooting off
in his Roller at something close to light-speed!! I've never seen anything
like it.
Well, I'm in the bar recovering from the shock when I got talking to the
Auctioneer, "What about that bloke with the whiskers?" I said, "what a thing to
do to a violin."
"Oh, he always does that" said the Auctioneer, "I've seen him before. He
travels all over the place to these auctions. Made all his money from gambling.
He's absolutely brilliant at it. He can predict the outcome of any race, card
game, election, war, you name it."
"So what's with the violin?" I asked.
"Well," he replied, "he's always wanted a Stradivarius, but he refuses to pay
the going rate. He believes he can pick one up cheap at an auction without
anyone realising, and then make a big show about it. Been trying for years to
get one that way. It must be the only prediction he's ever made that hasn't
come true. Must have cost him a packet buying worthless old violins. Still,
that's Amos for you."
"Amos?" I said, "Amos? You don't mean THE Amos Brierley from the Woolpacket?"
"No I don't think so" he replied, after a pause, "I don't know his surname,
we just call him No-Strad-Amos".
73s de David, G7IQO @ GB7LRG
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