Tuesday, November 01, 2016
I head home eventually after picking up my mail and come in to find our local lawyer, toasting himself by my fire.
"Oh hello," sez he, "Where's Ansa? Are you still my accountant? I've been away for six months on the mainland."
"Right," sez I, "Well......"
I'd been going to break it to him that no, find someone else, I've given up the business, writing now, health, blah, blah. And Ansa.
"See?" sez he, "Here's a $100 cash. All you have to do is sign off these papers for the Law Society that I was gone for six months and transacted no business in Newfoundland."
"Oh," sez I, "Leave the papers with me for review. No problem. I'll call you tomorrow."