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WAY TO IELTS SUCCESS – READING SOLUTION 1 
DAY 16
A Busy Saturday 
 
Traffic wasn’t allowed in the town centre any more, apart from buses and taxis and even they couldn’t use 
the high street. Barry wondered whether this was a good thing or not. Custom at his shoe repair business hadn’t 
been affected one way or the other, but he was trying to remember how it had been before. 
He was sure that somehow the town centre had seemed more alive than now. OK, he thought, now there 
were flowerbeds and little gazebos where shoppers could rest their feet or examine their purchases. But he 
missed the hustle and bustle, especially around five o’clock when everyone was rushing home from work. It 
was strangely quiet now without vehicles hooting their horns and his regular customers didn’t stop to chat while 
they were looking out for their bus any more. They simply picked up their shoes and dashed off to the bus 
station. 
In the summer, Barry would sometimes stand in the shop doorway enjoying the sunshine as he watched 
the world go by. A young man came in on Saturdays to give him a hand, but for the rest of the week he was on 
his own. He liked it that way. If he wanted to pop into the café for a bite to eat, he would just leave a note on 
the door, “Back in five minutes.” Everyone knew that really meant half an hour. One day, returning from the 
café after a particularly tasty lunch, Barry found a woman waiting for him. “Where have you been?” she asked 
crossly. “Five minutes! More like fifty!” Barry was lost for words. As he fumbled with the lock, she explained 
why she was there. It was about her son, Phillip, who helped out on Saturdays. She had come to tell Barry that 
he was away on a school trip, so she would be taking his place at the shop that Saturday. 
“No, honestly, there’s no need,” Barry protested. The last thing he wanted was his Saturday ruined by this 
bossy woman. “No, I insist and that’s the end of it.” Barry knew when he was beaten. After she had left, Barry 
thought of plenty of things that he could have said, but it was too late. He began to dread Saturday. Perhaps he 
could take the day off, pretend he was ill or something. 
But Saturday was Barry’s busiest day and he couldn’t afford to lose a day’s takings. Sure enough, as the 
town hall clock struck nine, the woman burst through the door of Barry’s shop. She immediately started on the 
jumble of shoes and boots awaiting collection, sorting them into piles according to the date they had been left 
for repair. Even some of the customers stared open-mouthed. Then, just before lunchtime, she decided to start 
on the pile of paperwork in Barry’s office at the back of the shop. 
By now, Barry was totally exhausted just from watching her. “Please slow down for a minute,” he 
pleaded. “Can’t we pop next door for a quick cup of tea?” “Only for five minutes, I promise.” The woman 
laughed and closed the filing cabinet she had just started looking through. “Okay, but only five minutes 
and then I’ve got some great ideas for improving your business.”