Time went on that morning. Bigshot brightened for a while.
Another agent called and he received her with a smile.
She talked of kits with moving parts that kids would love to stroke.
But Bigshot hardly listened to a word the woman spoke.
He simply made his mind up to play the generous head.
'Whatever you are selling, I'll take one per class,' he said.

A few days later, Bigshot got a horrible surprise.
The school governors came to see him with fury in their eyes.
They said: `A millionaire called here to give this school some money.
We believe you sent him packing — which really isn't funny.
You didn't listen to him or shake him by the hand.
And now his cheque's been given to St Michael's silver band.'