“Are any other Col8-ers annoyed and/or amused by the TV commercial where a man is lying on his back under a car, talking while eating a biscuit topped with desiccated coconut – all while claiming that his brain is ‘always switched on’?” asks Randi Svensen of Wyong. “I’m so enthralled waiting for him to choke that I have no idea what product he’s spruiking.”
“In her latest legal stoush, Gina Rinehart has obviously taken ‘affence’ with her Northern Tablelands neighbour, Kathy Pope,” notes Peter Miniutti of Ashbury. “I believe the lawyers have drawn a line in the sand over this one.” Granny hears that media types are referring to the incident as “Fencegate”.
Speaking of wordplay, and in response to a certain “what are the odds?” jape (C8), Stein Boddington of St Clair reckons that “George Manojlovic rushed Ed Loong into that one!”
One more: “That dead shark on a Kellyville street (C8),” adds Jim Dewar of Davistown. “Might it have been a woebegone wobbegong?”
Seppo Ranki of Glenhaven, preparing for a kitchen renovation, had to reach far into the bottom corner of the pantry. “The latest discoveries have been a pack of burrito tortillas, best before 05-06-07, and a pack of nori seaweed, best before 31-07-06. Anyone else with over 20 years?” It’s going to be difficult to top Seppo. Granny recalls Seppo is the proud owner of a bottle of Angostura Bitters from 1973. Must be keeping it as back-up.
“A bit of advice to would-be emigres, Jacinda Ardern and hubby, before they settle in ‘paradise’ at North Curl Curl or Freshwater: Beware the Spit Bridge,” warns Andrew Cohen of Glebe. “Its insidious effect eventually caused me to flee from paradise to the dark side here in the inner west.”
“My grandson broke into a fit of giggles when he saw a sign for my suburb (C8), Dondingalong,” says David Roberts of the Mid North Coast. “Not so weird as nearby areas of Bucambeablebee or Billybyang.”
“The cricket ground in Buderim, Queensland is in Cover Drive,” adds Mark Morgan of Palmwoods (Qld). “Nice shot.”
John Swanton of Coogee “was somewhat surprised in Friday’s peak hour to be entertained by a young woman busking, doing twirls with her hula hoop between the traffic lanes on Anzac Parade. Methinks maybe she still hadn’t yet made it home from last weekend’s Mardi Gras?”
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