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A Penny, My Penny.

It was only a penny I can hear you say. But that penny was my week’s pocket money. I could in those far off days buy four Golly Bars. A Golly Bar was a stick of toffee. As I am writing the water is running in my mouth. I scratched into the penny my initials a large BS. You will never get it back one of my mates prophesied. I was confidant that one day I would get my penny back with my initials scratched deep into its surface. Years went by I forgot all about my penny in fact I stopped looking at pennies until one day I started collecting the small three penny silver coins. From there it went on to silver sixpences then shilling, two shillings, half a crowns then on to five shilling silver coins. I have a large collection, which my inheritors will have on my death.

One day while walking in the town I came across a second hand market here In Graz, Southern Austria. It was here that I found a stall selling coins from all over the world. I took all of the silver English coins that he had and paid him. Just as I was going to walk away the man asked me if I was interested in pennies and half pennies. I said yes and he brought from under the stall an old what looked like a biscuit tin. He opened the tin and to my delight he offered me the tin with all of its coins for fifty Austrian shillings. Making my way home I put the silver coins in my coin albums then I sorted out the pennies, the halfpennies and farthings from the old biscuit tin. One of the last coins I took from the tin was a penny. It had my initials scratched on it. After all of these years my penny had returned to me. Where had it been all of these years and how did it get to Graz in Southern Austria. My imagination ran away with me. Did a British Soldier give it to an Austrian Child or did a Soldier loose it? How long was it in the biscuit tin? What will happen to it after my parting from this world? And the most important question will it come to me if and when I am reborn at some future date? Your scribbler has so many questions waiting to be answered keep smiling Bern.