Despite the benefits of cybernated crop management (C8) endorsed by Chris Keane, Pauline McGinley of Drummoyne still has concerns about the impact of Artificial Intelligence “but at the moment, by far, my biggest concern is about Human Stupidity”.
Channelling her inner “Bubbles” Fisher, Kath Maher of Lidcombe definitely wants a laser weeder: “Just a small one, and does it come in many colours?”
“The generosity of the Australian Turf Club has its limits,” reckons George Zivkovic of Northmead. “Members received an email in the lead-up to the 70th running of the Golden Slipper, the world’s richest race for two-year-olds, which promised them a 70-cent drink loaded onto their member’s cards, redeemable after the running of the iconic race on Saturday. A far cry from when John ‘Singo’ Singleton shouted the public bar at Rosehill in 2000 after his horse won, or when Perce ‘the Prince of Punters’ Galea threw money into the crowd when his horse won it in 1964.”
Mary Carde of Parrearra (Qld) says that “recent musings on oldfangled balms and salves (C8) reminds me that gentian violet was my mum’s highlighter for smearing on cuts and scratches. And it also made me wonder, does anybody else recall those little bags containing camphor that mums made you wear around your neck during the winter months? Did they have a fair dinkum use or was it just another one of those old wives’ tales?”
Taking a breath is Jonty Grinter of Katoomba: “As a Ten Pound Pom, I have to say Aussies are a weird lot. When I was a kid in the mother country, my mum mixed friar’s balsam with boiling water in a bowl, stuck a tea towel over our head and made us inhale the vapours to clear congestion and blocked noses. For cuts and grazes she used a pink antiseptic cream called Germolene.”
We’re pleased to report that Janice Creenaune’s “lost friendship” query (C8) hit paydirt, with the John Wall in question being “the very same John Wall she knew way back when, and very fortunate to be still married to Denise”. A catch-up is in the works.
“Vicki Zvargulis (C8) may be comforted to know that if her sad demise ever appears in the death notices, it will probably be the last one, thereby securing a little more mortal time,” advises William Galton of Hurstville Grove. “People, it seems, are still passing away in alphabetical order.”
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