Lismore pranksters were exhausting
Here's a plug from Daryl Jordan of Denistone: 'Double bungers (C8) and the like in letter boxes and amateur rockets were child's play compared with a potato plugged into the exhaust pipe of a bus. I vividly remember a galvanised iron fence around part of Oakes Oval in Lismore where buses were required to park rear to kerb. The 'dimples' in the fence were testament to the velocity at which the spuds were expelled on engine start. I don't know if any miscreants were injured, or caught, but the potential for injury was not insignificant. I'm sure it was, however, entertaining!'
Mary Carde of Parrearra (Qld) admits that 'putting a cap on faux firearms has triggered thoughts of the bad old days when westerns were all the rage. I guess I've been flogging a dead horse, but I've spent nearly a lifetime wondering: if they could come up with Silver for the name of his horse, why in the dickens couldn't they come up with a name for the Lone Ranger?'
Readers really are carving up the headstone discussion (C8), but few are on a par with Roger Harvey of Balgowlah who says 'My mum was an excellent golfer, even winning her club's championship in her 60s. We buried her in Berwick Cemetery's lawn section, and abided her instructions for just name, years and three words. REPLACE YOUR DIVOTS.'
By far, the most arcane offering came from Ross Storey of Normanhurst who went for WAS NEVER TEMPTED TO RUN IN THE CITY TO SURF.
'Gail Grogan's headstone will read NEXT TIME I'M GETTING IT RIGHT,' notes Anne McCarthy of Marrickville. 'A minor change could make it NEXT TIME I'M GETTING MR RIGHT.'
Andrew Taubman of Queens Park reports that 'With the venerable Vera coming to an end, I hear they're working on a prequel set during WWII, called Aloe Aloe.'
There could be a good yarn in the case of the mystery chicken reported by Bob Selinger (C8). Kenneth Smith of Orange sees a true crime account in the offing: 'Who knows? It might win the Pullet Surprise.' Allan George of Macquarie (ACT) can help with George Manojlovic's rhyming 'problem with the duck' (C8) when he explains, 'He will be Jake, 'cos he's a drake.' However, Warren Menteith of Bali warns, 'Darryl and the Hey Hey crew are after you, George. Plucka is devastated you didn't acknowledge him.'
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- The Age
Lismore pranksters were exhausting
Here's a plug from Daryl Jordan of Denistone: 'Double bungers (C8) and the like in letter boxes and amateur rockets were child's play compared with a potato plugged into the exhaust pipe of a bus. I vividly remember a galvanised iron fence around part of Oakes Oval in Lismore where buses were required to park rear to kerb. The 'dimples' in the fence were testament to the velocity at which the spuds were expelled on engine start. I don't know if any miscreants were injured, or caught, but the potential for injury was not insignificant. I'm sure it was, however, entertaining!' Mary Carde of Parrearra (Qld) admits that 'putting a cap on faux firearms has triggered thoughts of the bad old days when westerns were all the rage. I guess I've been flogging a dead horse, but I've spent nearly a lifetime wondering: if they could come up with Silver for the name of his horse, why in the dickens couldn't they come up with a name for the Lone Ranger?' Readers really are carving up the headstone discussion (C8), but few are on a par with Roger Harvey of Balgowlah who says 'My mum was an excellent golfer, even winning her club's championship in her 60s. We buried her in Berwick Cemetery's lawn section, and abided her instructions for just name, years and three words. REPLACE YOUR DIVOTS.' By far, the most arcane offering came from Ross Storey of Normanhurst who went for WAS NEVER TEMPTED TO RUN IN THE CITY TO SURF. 'Gail Grogan's headstone will read NEXT TIME I'M GETTING IT RIGHT,' notes Anne McCarthy of Marrickville. 'A minor change could make it NEXT TIME I'M GETTING MR RIGHT.' Andrew Taubman of Queens Park reports that 'With the venerable Vera coming to an end, I hear they're working on a prequel set during WWII, called Aloe Aloe.' There could be a good yarn in the case of the mystery chicken reported by Bob Selinger (C8). Kenneth Smith of Orange sees a true crime account in the offing: 'Who knows? It might win the Pullet Surprise.' Allan George of Macquarie (ACT) can help with George Manojlovic's rhyming 'problem with the duck' (C8) when he explains, 'He will be Jake, 'cos he's a drake.' However, Warren Menteith of Bali warns, 'Darryl and the Hey Hey crew are after you, George. Plucka is devastated you didn't acknowledge him.' No attachments, please.
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Lismore pranksters were exhausting
Here's a plug from Daryl Jordan of Denistone: 'Double bungers (C8) and the like in letter boxes and amateur rockets were child's play compared with a potato plugged into the exhaust pipe of a bus. I vividly remember a galvanised iron fence around part of Oakes Oval in Lismore where buses were required to park rear to kerb. The 'dimples' in the fence were testament to the velocity at which the spuds were expelled on engine start. I don't know if any miscreants were injured, or caught, but the potential for injury was not insignificant. I'm sure it was, however, entertaining!' Mary Carde of Parrearra (Qld) admits that 'putting a cap on faux firearms has triggered thoughts of the bad old days when westerns were all the rage. I guess I've been flogging a dead horse, but I've spent nearly a lifetime wondering: if they could come up with Silver for the name of his horse, why in the dickens couldn't they come up with a name for the Lone Ranger?' Readers really are carving up the headstone discussion (C8), but few are on a par with Roger Harvey of Balgowlah who says 'My mum was an excellent golfer, even winning her club's championship in her 60s. We buried her in Berwick Cemetery's lawn section, and abided her instructions for just name, years and three words. REPLACE YOUR DIVOTS.' By far, the most arcane offering came from Ross Storey of Normanhurst who went for WAS NEVER TEMPTED TO RUN IN THE CITY TO SURF. 'Gail Grogan's headstone will read NEXT TIME I'M GETTING IT RIGHT,' notes Anne McCarthy of Marrickville. 'A minor change could make it NEXT TIME I'M GETTING MR RIGHT.' Andrew Taubman of Queens Park reports that 'With the venerable Vera coming to an end, I hear they're working on a prequel set during WWII, called Aloe Aloe.' There could be a good yarn in the case of the mystery chicken reported by Bob Selinger (C8). Kenneth Smith of Orange sees a true crime account in the offing: 'Who knows? It might win the Pullet Surprise.' Allan George of Macquarie (ACT) can help with George Manojlovic's rhyming 'problem with the duck' (C8) when he explains, 'He will be Jake, 'cos he's a drake.' However, Warren Menteith of Bali warns, 'Darryl and the Hey Hey crew are after you, George. Plucka is devastated you didn't acknowledge him.' No attachments, please.
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