Tim Ingall of Scottsdale, Arizona, points out that “in the early mid 20th century the US equivalent of the DJs catalogue (C8) was the Sears Roebuck catalogue which was mailed all over the US. In World War II, the ultra-secret atomic bomb Manhattan Project was located in Los Alamos, New Mexico. The thousands of people living there were not allowed to have individual addresses which would disclose the location, so Sears sent thousands of catalogues to one PO Box address for distribution to the Los Alamos inhabitants. If any German spy had noticed that thousands of Sears catalogues were being sent to one address in the mountains of New Mexico, the Manhattan Project could have been exposed.”
While Clytie Williams of Randwick is doubling-down on the existence of the Diamond Room (C8) at the Australia Hotel (“there was indeed an Amethyst room and a Jade room, however the room I dined in as a special treat was known as the Diamond Room”), Duncan McRobert of Hawks Nest remembers other features: “DJs maintained a small branch in the hotel, I presume to save the wealthy guests the walk. The list of amenities included: a smoking room with resident tobacconist, barber shop, beauty salon, and on the 9th floor The Nepalese Room meditation retreat. A popular bar was The Sportsman Bar (enter from Bohemian Rowe Street) favoured by ‘theatrical’ types. Ahh, yesteryear.”
Neville Snow of Burwood “can now understand why ‘articulate buses’ (C8) mostly hail from the North Shore, the obvious centre of higher education, especially in English usage.”
“The ACCC are targeting retailers who cheat customers in Black Friday and Cyber Monday sales,” notes Donald Hawes of Peel. “The latter sales relate to Thanksgiving Day, which apparently is catching on with some online turkeys in Australia. On any day, I’m thankful that most of us have nothing to do with that gun-obsessed culture.”
Ted Richards of Batemans Bay thinks Gregory Nell’s research merits formal recognition: “It seems that Ginger Nuttery (C8) could almost be a University level topic.”
“As a newly minted Granny Grommet of Crowdy Head, I’m wondering why the vast majority of wetsuits seem to be all black?” ponders Vicki Barker of Harrington. “We Grannies prefer some colour, just take a look at our bodyboards and beach cover-ups. While I’m at it, any advice for getting them on and off?” If you’re stuck, we could always send Joy Cooksey over.
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