Stay safe Diana McAlpine of Lane Cove: “Living alone with COVID, some days just pass without talking to anyone. Paying a bill by phone last week, I was expecting to punch numbers into the keyboard. Instead a real person answered! I paid my bill and she and I had a nice friendly chat. Made my day.”
“Recently my wife and I were face-timing our two young grandchildren who live in faraway Lismore,” writes Mike Titus of Keiraville. “They were eating spaghetti bolognaise at the time, but a sudden call of nature had both leaving their half-eaten meals on the table. We were left looking at the bowls of spag-bol for about a minute when their dog’s head suddenly rose up alongside the meals. He was smacking his chops ready for a quick snack when we quickly shouted ‘Riggens DOWN!’ Riggens didn’t know where the command came from but he responded and his head slowly disappeared from view. The spag-bol was saved.” Riggens should probably lay off the carbs anyway.
Sticking with the pooches for the moment, Tony Hunt of Gordon sees trouble ahead “if and when the ’oodle’s (and other designer cross-bred canine’s) owners return to their offices. Some of these COVID companions have not known a day alone and given that they are a pack animal they will turn to urban terrorism when left alone. Tactics of this group include howling incessantly, barking, destroying anything in sight and toileting inside. Animal behaviour specialists can expect to be busy.”
Eric Scott of Bondi Junction thinks “there must be a name (C8) for the excruciating interval (probably no more than two seconds, actually) when you think the boom-gate is not going to go up as you try to exit a car park. The tension is, of course, magnified by a factor of 10 for each car waiting behind you.”
“Lockdown and, alas, no barbers (C8),” notes George Manojlovic of Mangerton. “But hey, fellow boomers, smile and rejoice in your new flourishing locks (well, almost). Though greyer and missing a few strands, we are hirsute happy hippies again! Some peace and love (at a distance) won’t go astray. Turn on, tune in, drop out. Aah … misty memories.”
Vanessa Lauf of Ballina heard the following on Community Radio this week: “Forget the panic-buying of toilet paper in this area. In Byron Bay and Nimbin they are having a run on healing crystals.”
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