“Language that may as soon as have brought about an assault of the vapours is now commonplace on TV however though sure phrases now go to air uncensored, the ABC closed captions substitute the phrase ‘bleep’ regardless that there was no bleep,” says Peter Riley of Penrith. “Are the listening to impaired thought of too genteel by the ABC to deal with the bleeping fact?”
Time to get to the nitty-gritty earlier than washing our arms of the Solvol shortfall (C8). Adrian Bell of Davistown and Julie Campbell of Redfern advise that you may nonetheless get it in liquid type, though Adrian notes that it “doesn’t do the abrasive operate of the cleaning soap desserts.”
If it’s the grit that counts, Richard Miller of Bywong says Solvol zealots “will discover their wants met with both the evocatively named Australian made GritMitts or the perfumed Cleaning soap for Tradies.”
“After studying lamentations about unavailable gadgets, I provide my comparable expertise at Woolworths,” writes Daphne Ferguson of Baulkham Hills. “When asking after a product I used to be knowledgeable it had been ‘de-ranged’. Beware buyers, there should be multitudes of deranged gadgets loitering within the aisles, or do they simply seem at Halloween?”
Then there’s a product some don’t miss in any respect: “One I haven’t seen round for a while is that foul pink concoction, Pecks Paste,” says Meri Will of Northmead. “To not be confused with Perkins Paste, although in some methods fairly comparable. Lacking, however not missed!” Phil Anderson of Corrimal says Peck’s Anchovy Paste is now manufactured in France and “appears like, smells like and tastes like cat’s vomit. My late uncle, who was a Peck’s product developer, would have been horrified by this.”
If the above merchandise has brought about any misery to valued contributor Brian Peck of Chatswood, we apologise unreservedly.
“I’ve observed on my every day ramblings that essentially the most generally discarded gadgets for footpath garbage assortment are previous fuel barbecues, electrical followers, mattresses and colanders,” observes George Manojlovic of Mangerton. “Why colanders, I don’t know. Possibly it’s as a result of BBQing will be extraordinarily sizzling and tiring and only a few can put up with the pressure.” That one’s for you, Janet Riley.
Andrew Cohen (C8) is off the hook: “I’ve had my mouth washed out with cleaning soap (in all probability Daylight, it was the sixties) and I’ve copped a kerosene drenching from a leaky cowl on a Boeing 767,” reviews Col Burns of Lugarno. “Each tasted preferable to cucumbers.”
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