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The roundabout conundrum (C8) is far-reaching. Bill Leigh of West Pennant Hills recalls: “Travelling into London with my parents, we approached a massive roundabout at a Thames tunnel entrance where the traffic was swirling around in a virtual vortex. With gritted teeth dad clenched the wheel, and we entered the vortex, in the wrong lane. We’d missed the exit three times when a police officer parked within the roundabout, stepped out and halted us. An imposing figure, he leaned in and said, ‘Excuse me sir, but do you hold a lease on this roundabout?’ He then hopped into his patrol car, with blue lights flashing, and led us across the vortex. My mother, usually a voluble back-seat driver, was silenced!”
Mary Carde of Parrearra (Qld) recalls that “my significant other and I discovered years ago, that nothing is more challenging and taxing on a relationship, than trying to extricate yourself at the intended exit, having successfully mastered the mortally risky manoeuvre of slotting in to the chaotic carousel that circles the Arc de Triomphe in Paris. And still after 60 years next month, ah, vivre dangereusement!”
“If, as Paul Koff’s friend contends (C8), we have Liberalites, Laborites and Onanites, does that mean that supporters of Column 8 are Granites?” asks Murray Hutton of Mount Colah.
“American insurance companies may exclude ‘rodent damage’ from their policies (C8),” notes Stephanie Edwards of Leichhardt. “But Australian possums are marsupials so, nice try but, won’t work here!”
“Not everyone protects possums,” adds John McCartney of Mount Coolum (Qld). “We are currently in New Zealand, checking out their possum merino hats and jumpers.”
George Manojlovic of Mangerton digs his own hole: “The Herald informs me that miners operating the tunnelling machines on Snowy Hydro 2.0 are earning in excess of $300,000. I reckon they deserve every cent. After all, it is such a boring job.”
“My mother was a long-time DJs (C8) employee, who would take me there every year to purchase new school shoes,” writes Marion Newall Point Frederick. “This included having my feet X-rayed before purchase. While standing on a platform, children could peer into a viewer to check out their foot bones. Despite the radiation risks, which later had the machine banned, both my eyes and feet have withstood the rigours of nearly 80 years of life.” Richard Stewart of Pearl Beach remembers it, too, as “the machine with the green light”.
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