Both Hyacinth and my sister Sunethra had been telling me several times that they wanted to go see the book fair. I, as a general rule try to avoid places where books are available in abundance because we have now run out of space to keep all our books at home and our newer acquisitions now reside in large cardboard boxes in the middle of the room! Yes… I know… sounds horrible doesn’t it…… especially when one has to dance around them just to get to and from the bed or wardrobe!
Anyway…… I must admit it didn’t take much persuasion to get me interested I’m afraid, and so I agreed to go. Hyacinth and I agreed to meet up at the closest bus point, Sunethra was to meet us at the BMICH itself, and Anton, Hyacinth’s husband was supposed to meet up with us at Borella along with their little girl Janani. Gerard, opted to join us too after hearing all our intricate meeting plans. The bus ride was hilarious and alive with our plans on what to buy (and what NOT to buy).
The place was CROWDED!!!!!!!!! Thank goodness Sunethra’s friend had advised us to start off at the smaller venue which housed the English books and therefore had a little less of a crowd. There were literally hundreds of stalls and we didn’t even manage to see half the stalls by 9.00p.m. Hyacinth was on a major hunt for kiddie books of which there were sooo many to choose from it was daunting! Gerard disappeared to find his particular brand of book while Sunethra and I went around like children in a sweet shop not knowing when not to give into temptation. Most of the places offered discounts…. ranging from a measly 5% off the marked price to a whopping 50%! Gunasena Bookshop was one such place and I managed to get some super books from there. Unfortunately it was nearly 9.00 p.m and we found the place and had to hurry out … but I was determined to visit again on Saturday. When we parted ways….. Gerard had not only ran out of money, he actually had to borrow from me, and then decided to leave looking pretty much like a weight lifter carrying such large bags of books.
Janani threw a temper tantrum when her mother was only able to get her Harry Potter series 1, 2, 3 and 5. She stamped her little feet, threw her water bottle creating puddles in the stall and sobbed heartrendingly when she found out they didn’t have No. 4! Only her mother hustling her outside and feeding her and then buying her an unbelievable number of paints and boxes of glitter appeased her!
We finally decided to call it a day ….. not that we had much choice cos the place was closing up! We located Anton who had been enjoying a dinner of noodles, ice-cream and a drink AND listening to an orchestra. He had driven in his truck, so we all bundled into the back of the truck and had a bumpy happy little ride home….. exhausted but oh so happy with our purchases.