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Did I tell you about that time?

People tell me stories. Sometimes they make me laugh, or gawk or scratch my head. Usually they are just snippets and vignettes and I often think it's a shame not to share them with others. Here are a few I've heard recently. Most of the names have been changed. And don't ask me if the stories are true. I'm not fact-checking them. Angus and his new shirt. When he was a teenager Angus was a little bit wild. But in those days (the 1980s) wild boys were still just wild boys and nobody minded very much.…

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Intercity memories and the lure of the railway

A vintage brochure extolling the virtues of the express service. I never knew it like this. I recently received, as a reward for services to ageing, my coveted Gold Seniors Opal card. Armed with this precious token it may be that soon I will be riding the rails - on the cheap - to the four corners of NSW. In anticipation of this delightful possibility I've taken a ride down memory lane and present also some musical tributes to the fabled Newcastle to Sydney rail service. I was 18 or 19, and studying in Canberra. Many…

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Shaking a tower with Rev. Spooner

My problem with spoonerisms started a long time ago. Once I heard about poor old Reverend Spooner and his habit of accidentally transposing the first letters of words in an expression I started doing it myself - deliberately. Once I started I didn't seem able to stop, and now they tend to spring automatically into my head. Somebody tells me that it’s pouring with rain, for example, my brain does the transposition and, hey presto, it’s roaring with pain instead. Years ago when my daughter made a sticky date pudding I couldn’t help instinctively renaming it…

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