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Living in the midst of a slightly failed society has given Greg King of Springwood cause to recall that “in the first episode of the sixth season of The West Wing, a props department error saw the president’s helicopter, Marine One, with ‘Untied States of America’ emblazoned on its side. Was this presciently Freudian?”
“My wife has suggested to me that we should have regular alcohol-free days,” says Nicolas Harrison of Evans Head. “Try as I might, I cannot find a single bottle in the cellar that I didn’t pay for.”
In an effort to start a new thread, Tony Hunt of Gordon writes: “My grandmother, while sewing a dress in Moree a long time ago, put the treadle Singer sewing machine needle firmly through her finger. Unable to free it, she wheeled the machine, with her finger well attached, to the wall telephone and managed to give the handle a couple of twirls and asked the operator to tell Norton (her husband and local garage owner) to send someone to help her. A mechanic was duly dispatched who freed her upon which she returned to the dress. I don’t think they make them like that any more.”
Not sure why she’s asking us, but Barbara Walsh of Mosman has a request: “Please define a pretty forecast.”
Growing up in Kansas, Chris Francis, now of McLeans Ridges, noted a number of schools jobs (C8), with the most interesting being a kind of human boom gate: “One was able to get out of class 15 minutes early, wear a white sash (high vis wasn’t invented then), and have a long pole with a flag marked ‘Crossing’. Your job was to have the pole at waist high to keep the children from crossing the street, when a break in traffic happened, you’d walk out and use the flag to stop any oncoming traffic.”
“At our catholic high school in the 1960s, the role we did not compete for was to be nominated to go over to the convent to request Sister Joseph’s teeth which she had left in a jar by her bed,” says Sue Martin of Clareville.
“Bex powders indeed,” responds Malcolm White of Boambee East. “In year three at Koonung Primary, my daily job was to get Mr Johnson’s lunch from the shop across the road. This was a ham and salad roll and a pack of Peter Stuyvesants.”
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