Forget chopsticks. The biggest issue for cutlery drawer (C8) deployment appears to exist elsewhere as Jo Hill of Blackwall, Caz Willis of Bowral and David Gordon of Cranebrook ask “where do the splayds go?”
But if you really want to know where the chopsticks go, Steve Cornelius of Brookvale advises that they “get poked inside the plaster cast to relieve an itch”.
“The report of the two schoolboys thrown into the Lane Cove River because of faulty ferry docking procedures, with an older boy jumping in to rescue them, reminded me of a story my grandmother told me about an older woman who somehow fell off the gangplank into the harbour from a ferry at Greenwich Point,” writes Doug Walker of Baulkham Hills. “The woman’s adult daughter was not happy that the deckhand was not taking a more active role in saving her distressed mother and pushed him overboard to effect the rescue.”
“I could alert C8 readers to the fact that Redskins, the raspberry-flavoured chewy confectionery, are now called Red Ripperz, in a rebranding masterstroke that names them after a notorious serial killer,” writes George Zivkovic of Northmead. “But instead I’ll ask what the collective noun for a group of shopping trolleys is”. Erm, a pond?
Gary Lane of Milperra speaks out in a salute to navy wear (C8): “Thirty years ago while living in the UK, we bought a Swedish naval coat for my daughter; still more fashionable than all the Michelin men in the CBD.” Denis Cartledge of Tenterfield was there at the start: “No, not the Royal Navy, Australia in the mid ’60s. I bought mine for 10 quid. Apart from feeling warm, I thought I looked pretty damned good. One of the great bonuses was that I discovered I could carry seven beer cans.”
“In the days when Sir Joh Bjelke-Petersen was Queensland premier, he used to exert his power by banning things,” explains Paul Hunt of Engadine. “That’s why that state’s calendar (C8) only had 11 months ... no March.”
With the amount of feedback on Christine Helby’s (C8) egg bind, surely someone can crack it, and maybe that someone is Margaret Grove of Abbotsford, who still goes by three minutes to soft-boil “from when the water starts to boil. I suspect those reporting longer times are starting to time from cold water.”
Tony Winton of Mosman thinks it all started when chickens became “free range”.
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