Stamp of Approval

Yesterday I did something I have been wanting to do for years but have never done before.  I went to a stamp club.  I thank Merril for her willingness to drive and be a part of the day.  It went from 2pm to about 3.30pm.
The day sort of made up for the days before.  One I had designated a rest day.  But one day became two.  Sorta reminds me of a joke I saw.  I guy tells another “never put off till tomorrow what you can do today.”  The other guy says “beady.  I was going to have tomorrow off.”  I had 2 days off.
Yesterday was different though.  We did the market first thing.  We did well and were able to give our food pantry about $50.  Then I set up a place we have church.  Then we went to Trash and Treasure and dropped off stuff there.  After that we bought lunch and ate it hurriedly before heading to Caboolture for the stamp club meeting that meets on the 3rd Saturday every month.
I was interested to see who went.  It actually felt little different from what I see regularly.  It seemed appropriate it was held in the Senior Citizens Hall.  The youngest would have been forty something.  Most were 50 and up.  There would have been about 30.
We were made to feel welcome and accepted.  One reason was probably more by accident than design.  They ran a raffle with 4 winners.  It was $2 for three tickets.  Merril and I bought 6 tickets.  We won 2 of the 4 prizes as 2 of our numbers were drawn.
I found the club procedure interesting.  They have a meeting for 5 minutes or so which is just telling what has happened and setting up for the day.  The next 50 or so minutes everyone looks at folders supplied by attendants advertising the stamps they have for sale.  Anyone can claim a stamp they want by writing on what is like a library borrowing form.  It has the book and page of the stamp claimed is located.
One thing is obvious.  The stamps are really cheap.  They have an auction at 3pm of collections for sale by attendees.  Again they can go for very little.  Merril bought a fist day cover book for $5.  There were also other items for sale provided by a stamp dealer.  
Worthwhile I reckon.  We sat opposite some other newbies.  It was their second time.  He was born in what was then Rhodesia.  He has never lived in Zimbabwe as he was in Australia before it became that.  His wife is a born here Australian.  We met and were talking to others.
Time well spent I reckon but from a people and procedure point of view.  We will be back.