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Now, sometimes coincidental meetings are more than just amusement. Tony Sullivan of Islington tell us, “On a bus tour around Los Angeles, our driver was pulled over by a local copper for driving down the wrong street. The copper was friendly but firm, then conversation started. Of course he knew Newcastle, Australia, as he married to an Aussie in a suburb called Adamstown and his new family lived a block away from us. We all kept smiling, driver looked hopeful, and the copper told us to keep moving but be more careful. Happy ending.”
Unexpected meeting can also include towns, it turns out. Donald Hawes of Peel says, “After trying in vain to explain to NSW people for some years where Blayney, our home, was situated, a visit to Mt Snowdon in Wales elicited a positive response: ‘I was the boiler inspector for the old abattoir there’. A few days later, in a small, ancient, village in central France, the owner of our B&B medieval house also knew the place: ‘My mother lives in Grenfell, and I often make doctor’s appointments for her at Blayney.’”
At this point, Column 8 would like to thank everyone who has written about their unexpected meetings (so few degrees of separation, it turns out) but has to call a halt to the subject after so many days.
Thank you also to the many Col8ers who wrote to say that Sunnyboys and Razes were sold in NSW, along with Glug (cola) (a favourite of many) and Zap (lime) and the shortlived and not much mourned Pow (pineapple), but not the frozen flavoured milk.
However, Mark Stewart, now of Elizabeth Bay, says, “Banana benders in the 60s and 70s had 8¢ Sunnyboys and Razes. Frozen milk tetra-packs were a 12¢ delicacy, sought after at select local convenience stores.”
Then there was, says Leisa Curtis of Beverley Park, among others, “the joy you felt when you discovered the magical words on the inside of the tetra pack awarding you another one free, akin to winning Lotto.”
And a last word on flavoured drinks: Barry Wooldridge of Harden offers up, “It is almost 70 years since I’ve had a Jaffa milkshake from Nick’s milk bar in Church Street, Parramatta. The chocolate and orange cordials combined to make a memorable flavour, a delight that I have never experienced since, despite many tastings.” Column 8 always appreciates diligent research, so thank you, Barry.
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