Forms, forms, forms

Whenever someone has a great idea to do something big and exciting, my first reaction, sadly, is to tense up.

Let's have a stall, let's give away free soup, let's hold a market.

Always great ideas. But what kills me is the forms.

We're planning to give away free soup in the centre of the city, in a park called Franklin Square, where emos, skaters, businessmen and bogans all hang out. It's an awesome idea.

But now I have to fill out:
  1. Temporary food outlet form,
  2. Place of assembly license form,
  3. Temporary structure form,
  4. Park or reserve booking application,
  5. Temporary occupancy permit.