Rob Watson of Myocum appears to be a bit of an authority on space age ablutions: “The poo from the Artemis II mission (C8) returned with Integrity, but the pee was expelled daily and immediately froze, resembling snow. If it did make its way back to earth (and there’s a good chance of that), it could be classed as a meteor. As with the Siberian train, the vent froze as the urine was ejected, but no crowbar was required as the capsule could be rotated to allow the vent to face the sun. On the International Space Station, the poo is sent back on craft that burn up on re-entry; however, the urine is recycled and as one astronaut noted ‘today’s coffee is tomorrow’s coffee’.”
The worst fears of Donald Hawes’ (C8) are realised, thanks to Murray Hutton of Mount Colah: “During my teenage years, my friends and I would often travel by train to Gosford. As we approached the Hawkesbury River bridge, we would spread out to the toilets along the train and give them all a flush as we crossed over, knowing that there would be fishermen in their tinnies underneath.”
“What a commercial joke Mother’s Day is,” asserts Vicki Zvargulis of Corrimal. “I would have thought every day should be Mother’s Day. Treat her with care. They never really rest.”
“My late father derided bumper stickers,” says Aidan Cuddington of Umina Beach. “So he placed a copper plaque on a stand in the rear window of his Volkswagen Karmann Ghia stating ‘Courtesy is Contagious, Let’s Start an Epidemic.’ Do any readers have other alternatives to bumper stickers?”
Using chicken salt when making a margarita (C8) doesn’t sit well with Maggie Hamilton of North Sydney: “I’m quite partial to my namesake margarita cocktail, but chicken salt is an abomination and in my opinion has no place in any beverage, or even on chips. There I’ve said it and will not be swayed and will take no correspondence on this matter.” Don’t get salty now.
“William Cameron tells us about the library in Helsinki (C8) lending power tools,” observes Peter Pocock of Hornsby. “Well, our beautiful library in Hornsby lends cake tins which, I think, are just as important.”
“My neighbour absolutely hates lending his tools,” advises Mike Dalton of Gowrie (ACT). “I wanted to borrow a spanner, but I knew that for him, that would be a wrench.”
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