Reading about Tasmania’s giant trees recently, Catherine Connolly of Manly recalls her own pioneering effort in urban greening: “In the 1970s, when she was working in Saudi Arabia at a military compound, we were in a desert and I longed for some greenery like nothing was growing in the garden so I planted a potato in a pot and placed it at the bottom of a stairwell Eventually it took off , pushing up to reach the 10th floor skylight, full of foliage. Everyone in the building came to see my potato plant, climbing skyward for oxygen and light.
“With summer almost over, what happened to all the orb spiders?” asks Peter Miniutti of Ashbury. “It wasn’t until last weekend while walking the dog that I managed to walk face first into a web.”
Darrell J. Waight of Concord West asks, “Has anyone else noticed that the editorial cartoon of Cathy Wilcox A happy little song in the tuesday Herald goes quite well with the air of the policeman’s song from Pirates of Penzance by Gilbert & Sullivan? Well, thanks to a recent emotional performance, we know the Prime Minister could play himself if Casey Bennetto decides to come back and give us Scomo! Musical comedy.
Harrington’s Joy Cooksey has her adaptation in the works: “What a pity. The happy song. Finished so soon. All serious things. It makes us all shi_ _ y. Need a lot more space. »
“I was recently reorganizing my DVD collection and found my copy of The court jester (C8) sorted alphabetically next to The Company of Wolves – two films made 30 years apart and starring Angela Lansbury,” notes Colin Campbell of Coogee.
Move over, Tang! “Besides brew-ha regarding powdered coffee and tea (C8), you haven’t lived until you’ve experienced powdered wine,” says Hurlstone Park’s Grahame Burton. “In the mid-1980s, it was distributed free of charge at mealtimes in Nouméa in all-inclusive hotels. I always try to get the taste and stain out of my mouth.
“To collimate (C8) is to make parallel, but column 8 is unprecedented,” says the perfectly reasonable Graeme Finn of Summer Hill.
The little mysteries of life. “How come many people can text when crossing the road, pushing a trolley/pram or even driving a car, but have to remove their mask to text?” asks Maureen Lysaght of Terrey Hills.
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