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Mystery Solved!!
I never realised there was a 'mystery' involved in its creation, however, but why would I, cos it was ME! I hatched the evil plan and did it at home (I'd recognise that wonky old Underwood typewriting anywhere). I sought enthusiastic assistance from my kid sis, Claire - for cross-form, inter- generational veracity - and there was possibly some help from Dean Dadson, too. how we actually printed them, I can't be sure, but we were amazed at how authentic it turned out (we would have moved on to $1 and $2 notes if only we had colour), and i DO know it must have been the ONLY TIME i ever got to school early, so we could surreptitiously rip down the real ones and replace them with the fakes. the mounting excitement as, unobserved, we successfully switched EVERY SINGLE ONE was thrilling. A truly delicious and delightful morning of chaos ensued, as gangs of lost vegemites (we made sure to divert the younger, more gullible forms) roamed the corridors, trying to find their 'changed' class rooms, 'reporting' to a bewildered Alice, and (best of all) trying to use the staff toilets. Claire assured me at least two periods were sacrificed in the melee, while accusations flew and anarchy reigned and general announcements were ignored. ahhh, THE PERFECT CRIME. I just never realised how schtumm we must have kept it! (again - most uncharacteristic. but i guess once the flour was flying, who would've been listening anyway?)
soooo.... this dastardly crime was the work of none other than (who’s that bobbing up over there????) Oh, yes, Mark Trevorrow!
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