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The Age
3 days ago
- Entertainment
- The Age
Diplomacy leads to friction
While Ron Polglaze of Hazelbrook reckons 'Peter Miniutti's anti-Static envoy (C8) would obviously have a moving feast of enquiries to record,' our friend Geoff Nilon of Mascot confirms that 'going on names, it won't be me.' 'Although late in the day, may I suggest an addition to Mark Pearce's ambassadorial suite and offer an anti-Sceptic envoy?' asks Richard Hale of Paddington. Sounds like a good idea, and while you're at it, give their album Memoirs of a Common Man a spin. Mike Gordon of McMahons Point continues the anti-chat: 'The recent banter about bed coverings (C8) reminded me of another blast from the past, the antimacassar. I dimly remember these from my formative years in the '40s in England. Artfully deployed to protect easy chairs, armchairs, sofas and settees from staining by the hair oil of choice of the discerning gentleman. Before the days of Denis Compton and Brylcreem.' We think Don Bain of Port Macquarie is boxing clever in surmising that 'following his victory over Sonny Bill Williams, one can imagine Paul Gallen going out for a pint – and staying for eight.' 'Regarding the politician/pet dynamic (C8), I recall visiting my local pet supplier in the run-up to the 2001 election, and noticing they had Kim Beazley chew toys,' writes Craig Forbes of Lewisham. 'I inquired where the John Howard ones were and was told 'Oh, they all sell out as soon as we get them in'. I passed this on to Kim, and he replied that he – and all his office staff – were most amused.' Jack Dikian of Mosman moves to the centre lane: 'With grocery prices what they are these days, I guess even Audi drivers go to Aldi (C8) for affordable luxuries.' Looks like Dave Horsfall of North Gosford has a chip on his shoulder over the recent sideshow (C8) discussion: 'Never mind Bubbles, what about the famous 'Man Eating Shark' attraction? It turned out to be someone consuming flake.' Meri Will of Baulkham Hills says, 'Now that the mushroom trial has slipped from our immediate attention, I thought my fellow pun-loving C8-ers might enjoy this, courtesy of Indian Hills Community Centre: 'Fungi puns are my yeast favourite. There's too mushroom for error'.' This is just stirring the pot for Rob Baxter of Naremburn who thinks that with Column 8, 'every seven days it seems we get a new round of week puns.'
Sydney Morning Herald
3 days ago
- Entertainment
- Sydney Morning Herald
Diplomacy leads to friction
While Ron Polglaze of Hazelbrook reckons 'Peter Miniutti's anti-Static envoy (C8) would obviously have a moving feast of enquiries to record,' our friend Geoff Nilon of Mascot confirms that 'going on names, it won't be me.' 'Although late in the day, may I suggest an addition to Mark Pearce's ambassadorial suite and offer an anti-Sceptic envoy?' asks Richard Hale of Paddington. Sounds like a good idea, and while you're at it, give their album Memoirs of a Common Man a spin. Mike Gordon of McMahons Point continues the anti-chat: 'The recent banter about bed coverings (C8) reminded me of another blast from the past, the antimacassar. I dimly remember these from my formative years in the '40s in England. Artfully deployed to protect easy chairs, armchairs, sofas and settees from staining by the hair oil of choice of the discerning gentleman. Before the days of Denis Compton and Brylcreem.' We think Don Bain of Port Macquarie is boxing clever in surmising that 'following his victory over Sonny Bill Williams, one can imagine Paul Gallen going out for a pint – and staying for eight.' 'Regarding the politician/pet dynamic (C8), I recall visiting my local pet supplier in the run-up to the 2001 election, and noticing they had Kim Beazley chew toys,' writes Craig Forbes of Lewisham. 'I inquired where the John Howard ones were and was told 'Oh, they all sell out as soon as we get them in'. I passed this on to Kim, and he replied that he – and all his office staff – were most amused.' Jack Dikian of Mosman moves to the centre lane: 'With grocery prices what they are these days, I guess even Audi drivers go to Aldi (C8) for affordable luxuries.' Looks like Dave Horsfall of North Gosford has a chip on his shoulder over the recent sideshow (C8) discussion: 'Never mind Bubbles, what about the famous 'Man Eating Shark' attraction? It turned out to be someone consuming flake.' Meri Will of Baulkham Hills says, 'Now that the mushroom trial has slipped from our immediate attention, I thought my fellow pun-loving C8-ers might enjoy this, courtesy of Indian Hills Community Centre: 'Fungi puns are my yeast favourite. There's too mushroom for error'.' This is just stirring the pot for Rob Baxter of Naremburn who thinks that with Column 8, 'every seven days it seems we get a new round of week puns.'
The Age
24-04-2025
- General
- The Age
Anecdote delivered, by George
'Growing up in Wombarra in the '50s, I remember the home-delivered ice, bread and milk (C8),' writes George Manojlovic of Mangerton. 'I reckon we also had the first takeaway, of sorts. Our next-door neighbour was the dunny man who drove the red truck and swapped the pans. We local kids took great delight in gleefully boasting that it was the fastest truck in the world because it had 40 pistons and flies.' Peter Miniutti of Ashbury recalls that 'Back in the '80s, milk was still delivered in the morning where I lived. My dog would help himself to the cartons delivered to houses in the street. My neighbours were aware of this and would quickly retrieve their milk when it was delivered. I answered a knock on the door early one morning to find the milkman, who informed me my dog was now jumping on the back of the truck and helping himself to milk cartons out of the crates.' Not everyone got their ice delivered, according to Sharon McGuinness of Thirroul. 'In the late 1930s when my dad was a boy in Canley Vale, the iceworks was at the end of their street in The Grove. Always handy and indeed a problem-solver, he built a little cart and hitched it to his trusty blue heeler, Digger, making my dad's task of collecting the ice a snack.' 'I'm so impressed by Column 8 contributors who can remember their Argonauts (C8) name and number,' says Pam Rawling of Freshwater. 'I joined at eight and promptly lost the piece of paper. Seventy years on I'm still looking for it.' 'I was lucky enough to be at Anzac Cove a few days ago,' reports Steve Hulbert of West Kempsey. 'Preparations were well underway for the dawn service. The stage was all set, including the podium, so we couldn't resist a photo-op. The governor-general will give an address, but I beat her by four days, and yes, security told us to get off the podium.'
Sydney Morning Herald
24-04-2025
- General
- Sydney Morning Herald
Anecdote delivered, by George
'Growing up in Wombarra in the '50s, I remember the home-delivered ice, bread and milk (C8),' writes George Manojlovic of Mangerton. 'I reckon we also had the first takeaway, of sorts. Our next-door neighbour was the dunny man who drove the red truck and swapped the pans. We local kids took great delight in gleefully boasting that it was the fastest truck in the world because it had 40 pistons and flies.' Peter Miniutti of Ashbury recalls that 'Back in the '80s, milk was still delivered in the morning where I lived. My dog would help himself to the cartons delivered to houses in the street. My neighbours were aware of this and would quickly retrieve their milk when it was delivered. I answered a knock on the door early one morning to find the milkman, who informed me my dog was now jumping on the back of the truck and helping himself to milk cartons out of the crates.' Not everyone got their ice delivered, according to Sharon McGuinness of Thirroul. 'In the late 1930s when my dad was a boy in Canley Vale, the iceworks was at the end of their street in The Grove. Always handy and indeed a problem-solver, he built a little cart and hitched it to his trusty blue heeler, Digger, making my dad's task of collecting the ice a snack.' 'I'm so impressed by Column 8 contributors who can remember their Argonauts (C8) name and number,' says Pam Rawling of Freshwater. 'I joined at eight and promptly lost the piece of paper. Seventy years on I'm still looking for it.' 'I was lucky enough to be at Anzac Cove a few days ago,' reports Steve Hulbert of West Kempsey. 'Preparations were well underway for the dawn service. The stage was all set, including the podium, so we couldn't resist a photo-op. The governor-general will give an address, but I beat her by four days, and yes, security told us to get off the podium.'
