A case of horses for courses

As Dermot Perry of Mount Keira prepared to tee off on the 6th hole at the beautiful Jamberoo Golf Club, two men passed by on horseback. His friend “Harry said that in the old days everyone had a horse and only the rich had cars, but now everyone has a car and only the rich had horses. Maybe it was too long ago for the C8ers to approve?”

“Readers can rest assured that Vegemite glasses (C8) will live on,” says the Reverend Meri Will of Baulkham Hills. “These can still be found in large quantities in church kitchen cabinets and on the shelves of occasion stores. I have grown them many times at holy celebrations.”

“We also bring out our glasses of Vegemite on special occasions at our low-key weekender on the South Coast,” adds Mangerton’s Stewart Martin. “We call them our Bream Beach crystal.”

Fellow Mangerton resident George Manojlovic clearly has plenty of time on his hands: “Every time I visit my medicine cabinet, I can’t stop singing. Here’s a snippet from my playlist: ‘I was 21 when I left Gavascon’; ‘When my baby smiles at me I go to Breo’; ‘Oh dear’ Claritin’; ‘Now or Nivea’; ‘Vaseline Alley grown’; and of course which is the soothing ointment, ‘I am pitiful, claw-claw.'”

Graham Johnson of Sutherland has another place name pronunciation (C8) quirk: “Lake Cathie is near Port Macquarie and I think the locals pronounce it Lake Cat-eye. I’m sure there’s a local member of the C8 coterie who can confirm or deny that?” This person, Mick Miller of Ettalong Beach, confirms this and notes that it is located “just south of Wauchope”.

Peter Farquhar, from Coffs Harbor, knows a thing or two about exploding cans (C8): “While measuring a kitchen, two holes were noticed in the recently repaired ceiling. The owner explained that after coming home from the pub after work, he put water into the electric frying pan along with a tin of baked beans and then immediately fell asleep while watching the crickets. When asked if that was where the second hole had landed, he went and went the next morning.” He said he bought a new one. I put it in the pan and stopped at the bar on the way home. When he arrived, he unpacked the new pan, added water and another can of baked beans, and fell asleep in front of the television once again.

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