With the bygone wine (C8) discussion turning to the customs of the bulk buyer, we have this item from Warren Menteith of Bali: “In 1966 I taught in Griffith and subsequently moved to Moree. You could also buy the kegs from De Bortoli and have them shipped. A Thibenzol drench gun had a perfect seal with the keg bung. Use your imagination. Keg parties took on a whole new meaning and had some interesting activities.”
“We kids well remember father’s home-bottling night,” writes Helen Lewin of Tumbi Umbi. “There were no baths for a week beforehand as all manner of bottles were being sterilised in it (yes, we did shower). We also couldn’t get the car into the garage for days before the ‘bottling party’ due to the intricate set-up, nor ourselves days afterwards due to the fumes. I would be more appreciative these days.”
“I don’t recall seeing that beer survey in Australian Playboy (C8), which is odd because I only ever bought that magazine for the articles,” says Jim Sabine of Kellyville.
On to the search for the Foucault pendulum (C8) undertaken by Anne Baillie. While they are not sure if it’s the one from the Science and Technology Museum in Ultimo, both Joel Alexander of Eastlakes and Geoffrey Leeson of Stanmore say there’s one in the stairwell of the School of Physics in the Old Main Building at the University of NSW.
“I remember seeing a Foucault pendulum in the Paris Pantheon,” says Peter Miniutti of Ashbury. “If Anne is ever in Paris she should swing on by to see it.” Paris actually has two of them, and Nola Tucker of Kiama has viewed the other, which is housed in the Musee des Arts et Metiers and is “immense and unmissable”.
This offering, from Martin Field of Noosa Heads (Qld), is dedicated to Joan Anderson, the unsung Australian who introduced the hula hoop to the US: “A friend, recently decluttering her garage, found a hula hoop she had used when she was more active. She asked a younger and fitter friend if they would like to have it. The friend, born long after the hoop era, replied, ‘Does it still work?’”
It’s a small world. Michael Britt of MacMasters Beach says, “My parents, both teachers, thought you earned the dunce cap (C8), Bob Pitts, when you backed through their milk bottles on the front porch in Wyong in 1966!”
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