And there was gathered a rude crew of about 25 karaoke buffs, in the Church Hall next to the Chemist Warehouse, in Sebastopol. Children, the elderly, Open Door Op Shop mainstays, area people, Buninyong throw overs and two Jans, congregated adjacent to a moveable feast of coconut balls, lemon slice, brownies, donuts, chippies, cabanossi and cheese. Inhibitions were shed swiftly with a feisty round of “Getting to know you” bingo, led by Cathy, who has been stripping the retice

Old records, new life. What started on our shelves now tells a different story. Elvis Presley The door opens before the previous one has fully closed. Someone heads straight to the books. Someone else is already at the racks. Volunteers step around each other with the practiced efficiency of people who have stopped apologising for being in the same small space at the same time. The Wednesday craft table is packed. The Friday crew has arrived. More people to sort, to welcome,