ARTY BEES BOOKS NEWSLETTER26th October 2005
Ah ha! And you thought I wasn't going to squeeze in a new newsletter before the dreaded two-month mark, and here I am with five days to spare! Like getting through the day without a coffee. I used to be so good. No tea, no coffee, I would rather die than smoke (which is ironic considering that that's what happens to you when you do smoke!) I don't drink much alcohol (no matter what you may have heard from Moo and Jessica to the contrary), and most cakes and biscuits leave me cold (unless it's chocolate). So here I am with a one cup a day soy latte problem (I have a problem, I need help) and I'm going to blame it all on Matthew. Anyway, back to the point (waffle?) at hand. This has in fact been the month/months in which small triumphs are to be celebrated. And so that's what I've been doing instead of sitting here and doing the one-way-chat thing with you nice people. So here we are, another Spring has sprung, and so has another Newsletter ** and in light of all that springyness around (you know, baby animals, new flowers, and fresh growth on the trees and all those things Mother Nature does so well) and because we're all rampant tree-huggers, we thought an ecologically sound newsletter might be just the thing to shake off some winter blues. Hence the very green font today.Part of what has kicked off this tree-hugging revelry is that we have been approached by a group named ShoppingFix. ShoppingFix is a local non-profit organisation whose aim is to promote responsible consumption and sustainable resource use in New Zealand, and it is based on a successful concept from the Netherlands. They are getting support from the Wellington City Council and hope to be up and running next year. All of which we're quite excited about, as it encompasses a lot of our own goals and ideals for Arty Bees. As a second hand business, it's pretty obvious that we are very keen on recycling. Not only is over 95% of our stock recycled in the first place, but as many of our regulars already know: we just love it when they bring their books back for credit when they've finished with them. *** Any books we can't use we send on to various charitable groups around town (we must have sent the Downtown Ministry thousands of boxes of books for their Book Sales in the last few years, to name just one destination), and we sponsor several local primary schools with shop credits, in their everlasting quest for new titles in their libraries. In fact our only serious vice is the number of plastic bags we go through
— a problem we hope to help remedy in the coming year with cloth bags available for sale. Thankfully, many of our regulars already bring their own bags, we always have a large supply of paper bags on hand and many other customers prefer to go bagless. And finally on the topic of soggy books, many of our regulars at Arty Bees may have noticed the Heath Robinson-esque water-catching contraptions (i.e. buckets and stuff) that caught the deluge of rainwater from the ceiling have finally gone from Arty Bees on Courtenay Place. So, on that very triumphant note, it is time to bid you adieu. Until next time,
* Whoops, I didn't mean to mention the "C" word so early - but while I'm on the topic did I also mention I had all my shopping done and wrapped already? Not that I'm boasting, well, OK, actually I am… Back ** My beloved Batman (now Dr Batman) says that now that we don't email out the newsletter, it is technically a blog. Apparently this is the latest "grass roots publishing revolution, man!" (Hail the hippy in us all!) And we did it without even noticing… Yay! Back *** Some books, like bad pennies or homing pigeons just keep coming back
— I once had a lady looking for a copy of an Italian grammar book she had used for a YMCA course in 1962
— she had sent her copy to the Salvation Army in the early 70's and we not only had the right title, it turned out to be her copy! **** But not all of them. Some train their people to run around the house with a towel after them, until they give up and collapse into a hissing, purring ball of contradictions. And then they go outside again ten minutes later. Then they come back in and find the most expensive and inappropriate thing they can, to leave big muddy paw prints all over. Or rub one whole side of their body in a misguided show of affection (malice?) all over the lower shelves of your bookshelf. Which brings us back to soggy books. Ah, the circle of life… Back ***** Unless you count the tonnes of wood (not from virgin native forest) that make up the bulk of our shelves, and indirectly, our books. Back
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