“Peter Miniutti (C8) would probably be interested to know that there’s a publication called The Original Road Kill Cookbook featuring Yellow Line Yummies, Pavement Possum, Hushed Puppies and Highway Hash,” writes George Manojlovic of Mangerton. “I suggest canned bear should be Australia’s capital dish.”
“In Ljubljana, Slovenia last year, I spotted a chalkboard advertising bear salami, outside a shop,” adds Denis Minehan of Cooma.
“Claire Ansoul’s mention of the Denver audience’s shock at Anna Karenina’s death (C8) reminded me of the time when I took a Year 10 class to see Jesus Christ Superstar,” writes Merona Martin of Meroo Meadow. “Many of the girls were very upset afterwards, weeping bitterly all the way home in the bus. I was puzzled until one girl exclaimed: ‘You should have told us he died at the end, Miss’.”
“I really don’t think Claire should have thought she was the only audience member who had read Anna Karenina, thinks Ann MacKenzie of Naremburn. “I read it too and was completely shocked at the end of the Australian Ballet’s performance and burst into tears. Seeing the action is much more dramatic than reading, so maybe that was why the Denver audience reacted as they did.”
Tony Sullivan of Adamstown Heights says: “I often judge Russian fiction by heaviness in subject and in literal weight. Has anyone ever figured who won or died in War and Peace? At least One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich had brevity and less RSI-inducing weight, even if the subject had ‘weight’.” Granny suggests that if anyone is considering having a dash at War and Peace, there’s always the two volume option.
“Perhaps the lack of carbonated drinks (C8) will have benefits for the environment,” posits Phil Lennox of Leichhardt. “I’ve wondered on occasion (sober) whether those bubbles being released contribute to global warming. Ditto all the pixels created by keystrokes.” Jack Dikian of Mosman has been “reliably informed that the supply of carbon dioxide is being prioritised for medical and other key uses, like brewing beer.”
“Rather than binfluencers (C8), the dads who mowed the lawns in our street all agreed that no one would start their weekend lawn mowing until somebody else did, recalls Evan Bailey of Glebe. “This ensured quiet mornings, until someone not in the merry mowers group tugged on the starter cord of their Victa and unleashed the backyard banshees.”
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