Jack Dikian of Mosman “was listening to an interview with John Alexander on ABC radio. Apparently whereas in parliament he had coached the then chief of the opposition, Anthony Albanese, to enhance his second serve utilizing spin. I’d say all in all, he did a reasonably good job.”
“There was once a authorized definition of remoteness (C8),” says Peter Riley of Penrith. “Throughout WWII, Australians had been issued with ration coupons for meals and clothes. When you exceeded your restrict – powerful! There was a travelling roadshow of bureaucrats that dominated on such difficult questions as what number of coupons had been wanted for a health care provider’s white coat, for a cravat and even what number of coupons needed to be surrendered by a one-legged man when shopping for one shoe. They actually bought their knickers in a twist making an attempt to determine what number of coupons had been required for numerous bits of girls’s underwear. The clever males deemed that if you happen to lived greater than 5 miles from the closest store that offered what you wanted, you had been formally distant.”
Mickey Pragnell of Kiama agrees that remoteness is relative: “As soon as, when my spouse was working at St Marys in western Sydney, she was anticipating guests from the Sydney CBD. Assembly time got here and went, so she contacted them, to seek out they had been miffed at her personal lateness and ready for her on the steps of the Cathedral.”
“Additional to Gillian Leahy’s ‘Canine Ticket’ entry (C8), would canines on public transport at the moment want an Opal card or a Barkode?” wonders Joe Moore of Blaxland.
Fairly than a backlash, the current greengrocery merchandise from George Manojlovic (C8) has elicited a number of fanciful takes. Peter Miniutti of Ashbury reckons “You possibly can at all times depend on one thing witty from George, kumquat could”, whereas Bob Doepel of Greenway (ACT) suggests “George Manojlovic thinks, due to this fact he yam.”
“Did anybody else discover that George comes from Mangerton. Manger … to eat, in French,” notes Penny Hunstead of Newport Seaside.
Rick Duggan of Byron Bay factors out that Tarcoola (C8) has exceeded a inhabitants above zero as lately because the Nineteen Nineties when the Wilgenia Lodge was run by the appropriately named Tom Ales: “He was an admired however grumpy character, who was recognized to locals and employees as Snappy Tom. A can of that cat meals adorned the shelf behind the bar. His spouse, Dot, made one of the best quandong pie, the key ingredient being raspberry cordial.”
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