Evolution of the horseshoe
Worried there are no pickles in Pickleball (C8)? Then Northmead’s George Zivkovic would like to draw your attention to the fact that “there are no gourds in squash, or crickets in cricket, or fences in fencing, or kites in dragon boat races, or wrestling in wrestling, or shuttles in badminton (admittedly a badminton one).”
Mortdale’s Peter Mortensen knows what happened to the horseshoe roll (C8). “It came together into a bagel. The problem with them was that you couldn’t fill that form sufficiently. The salad would just fall in your lap.”
West Pymble’s Ted Orme recalls that “Lithgow’s equivalent of Gulgong’s Flirtation Lane (C8) was the Scenic Hill Lookout, from which many different types of scenes could be seen. Unfortunately, the lush tree cover means that one aspect of scenic Lithgow, the town view, is no longer visible.”
According to Boorowa’s Derrick Mason, Ada Booth, mentioned in Monday’s column 8, who lived to the proud age of 105, “will long be fondly remembered in Boorowa, where she lived for many years. Her good deeds included regularly using her small car to take friends and acquaintances to church, social outings, and shopping. I’m sure many of her grateful passengers were much younger than her.”
Inspired by the recent move towards school mottos (C8), Wahroonga’s Jim Pollitt may have omitted to mention his school’s name when he “shared my old school motto ‘Vincit qui se vincit’, which translates to ‘wink at those who who wink at you’ John Flint of St Leonards certainly mentioned it was North Sydney Boys High when he wrote to share the same thing.
A former Kambala girl, Carole Dawes from Randwick says the school’s logo “’Esto Sol Testis’ (C8) means ‘let the sun shine on our testicles’. We sang it loud and proud in our school song.”
Clovelly’s Graham Russell, who lives near the beaches of the eastern suburbs, regularly sees helicopters flying south along the coast, “but none flying north. Can someone tell me why that is? Where do they go when they go north? Or are they all stored somewhere south?”
“Can smug drivers of conventionally powered cars come up with an appropriate term to describe the tense expressions on the faces of EV drivers stuck in traffic?” asks Orange’s Col Begg. “Battery endurance fear or BEA?”
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