An excellent Keast extract
“When my wife talks about the hard times they had in Holland during World War II, with bombs dropping in her street, I remind her that here in Australia, soldiers were given priority to Vegemite,” writes Brian Keast of Minnamurra. “This meant that for years, I was denied this breakfast spread. Two 82-year-olds live on to discuss serious issues.”
Pamela Kerr of Moonta Bay (SA) did the right thing and “tore out the page in my autograph book (C8) with the ‘n word’ ditty when I found it recently, thereby re-writing history. I also found autographs of Col Joye, Peter Allen, Lana Cantrell and other Bandstand regulars.”
“I have my aunt’s autograph book dating back to 1915,” says Gail Ross of Newington. “One of the many interesting entries says ‘May you live as long as you want – And not want as long as you live.’ Entry by Maisie Doyle, dated September 23, 1915. Nice to know some thoughts and wishes never change.” That’s odd, Granny was just watching an episode of Quantico, and Maisie didn’t look a day over 35.
“Ah yes, Rock ‘n’ roll George [C8] was part of my youth in Brisbane,” recalls Gara Baldwin of Randwick. “Before Queen Street became a pedestrian mall, George in his FX Holden could be seen most evenings coasting up and down the street. He’s gone but his car lives on in the Queensland Museum.”
Peter Miniutti of Ashbury has some takeaways regarding the policies of the Republican Party and wonders “with possible tariffs being applied to Australian beef, could a certain fast food chain require its employees to ask ‘would you like tariffs with that?’”
“Badgered by the thread,” declares Geoff Garratt of Wagga Wagga. “I was an experienced backpacker visiting the US for the first time in 1980 and found myself continually confronted with the unfamiliar ‘Have a nice day’. After much searching I eventually located a large badge [C8] ‘Don’t tell me what kind of day to have’. The confused look on the faces of so many I met was satisfying.”
“The stories of setting fire to tins of dried-up Kiwi boot polish (C8) reminded me of my efforts as a youngster playing with my toy kerosene stove, which I would fire up to cook tiny cubes of fried bread in the miniature pan,” says Anne McCarthy of Marrickville. “It’s a wonder I lived to tell the tale!”
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