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“Given that some new parents can have a rush of blood and call their hapless child a current popular word, how long will it be before we start hearing about some young fellow, surname Smith, with first name Nawaqanitawase?” wonders Stewart Copper of Maroubra. Shout out to Stewart for only getting one letter wrong when spelling Nawaqanitawase.
The school punishments of yesteryear (C8) continue to show creativity: “In 1969, a member of the public reported that I was talking to boys on the bus going home from school,” says Jenny Lyle of Collaroy. “Not only that, but I had also removed my hat and gloves. My punishment: I had to knit a six-inch square after school in detention. If it was not completed in the allotted time, I was to bring it in finished the next day. I couldn’t even knit in year 7, but since then, my knitting skills have resulted in a multitude of Aran jumpers.”
“In 1966, whilst at Bromley Technical school in Kent, UK, the punishment was issued with a plimsoll [sandshoe] to the backside, delivered with gusto,” recalls Ian Graham of Lake Conjola. In my case, delivered by the arts master Mr Frampton, the father of Peter Frampton.” Love your way, Ian.
Joy Cooksey of Harrington is asking what we’re all thinking: “Would The Beautiful Poetry of Donald Trump and Vladimir Putin: Life Coach [C8] be found in the science-fiction section of book stores?”
“Another revered primary school job [C8] was ink well monitor,” writes Stuart Garland of Yamba. “I remember this job from my Mudgee Primary School days in the ’60s. Every desk had a small ink well that had to be topped up daily. Girls with long hair often found the end of their ponytail dipped in the well on occasion by the naughty boy sitting behind them. When I got to high school, the ballpoint pen had replaced this delightfully antiquated method of writing.”
Sonnie Hopkins of Tascott needs to keep her eyes on the wise when asking: “Does anyone else live in Mangerton, or is it just George?” Immediately coming to mind are Mangertonian contributors Stewart Martin and Bronwyn Bryceson, while noted sage Adrian Bell managed a good six months there in 2015. Going outside the C8 coterie, there’s auteur Russell Mulcahy, who grew up there and gave us a welcome blast of 1980s Ozploitation with Razorback.
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