NEWSLETTER No. 56 June 1992 Dear Friend of the Library, BOOK SALE The countdown to June 27th and 28th has begun. Our publicity campaign is about to burst forth upon the world of the North Shore (and, we hope, beyond). Our new and impressive banner over Marine Drive at Park Royal; large signs at the Library entrance and at the Ice Arena, signs on the Blue Buses, local store-fronts, doctors' offices and anywhere else we can shout the good news, e.g. the North Shore News. Remember: the sale this time is at the Ice Arena, NOT at the Library. Hours will be 10:00 a.m. to 4:00 p.m. on Saturday 27th and Sunday 28th June. SALE PREVIEW FRIENDS, PLEASE NOTE. Friends who are on the list of members for 1992 (having joined or renewed their membership) will be entitled to their usual privileged advance preview of the book sale and the opportunity to purchase up to three non-fiction books and unlimited fiction items, for a period of one hour before the general public are admitted on the first day of the sale. This hour will be from 9:00 a.m. to 10:00 a.m. on Saturday, June 27th. Be sure to bring your 1992 Membership Card as this will be required for admission to the special preview. You will be admitted at a separate entrance to the Ice Arena, situated near the rear, right hand corner of the building (as you look at it from the front) - the north-east corner in other words - please watch for signs ("F.O.L. PREVIEW"). THE VERY MAN Last year our daughter and her young Canadian husband came home to us from Canada for a holiday. She had nostalgic longings to see once again the sheep on the hills with their springtime lambs, and she had inspired her husband with the same desire. They don't see sheep in Saskatchewan where they live but had been attracted by a poster seen on so many buildings in Canada and at the airport as they left Winnipeg. The picture shows a typical English scene, with a close-up of the jovial face of a farmer and a group of his sheep in the background. To an English girl this was a symbol of home. We promised to arrange a visit to a sheep farmer but were not able to do this before we all went to the English Lakes for a few days. One afternoon, while motoring in a remote corner, we looked in vain for a place to get a cup of tea and made enquiries at a farmhouse.