The Pop Up Tuckshop

The Accountant is generally a happy man in his work. I don't claim to know a lot about what he does, but I believe he's really quite good at it. That's an interesting thought, because when it comes to the domestic economy he's more than happy to let me decide how much to spend on what (I know, I know. I'm not complaining).

So I wasn't surprised (one day last week) to see his eyes light up when The Small One stopped forking in the spaghetti for a moment and said:
"Why would anyone want to sell shares in their own company? Then they can't keep all the money."
He knows his job and he knows his girl. She thinks fast, so a quick run through cash flow theory and she helped herself to an ice lolly and skipped off happy. While we continued the conversation:

"Business Studies," he said "She could do Business Studies. Learn early. Make a mint. Can you imagine her project work? I think they make you form a company and sell things to your friends. I bet she'd come up with something snack related. Mmm, though most of  the good stuff is banned in school now. She'd have to go underground. Black market Bubblies and crisps on credit. Wait!" and he paused for breath.

I know! She could have a Pop-Up Tuckshop. Different location every breaktime to avoid detection. She could tweet when and where. This could be big.."

But, as you know, things move fast in the world of high finance. That was last week. This is now. And he has just announced that he knows someone opening a milkshake parlour on the road between home and school. The last time I saw them they had their heads together, wondering if she'd need to bring her own apron.

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