Driveway service gets the boot
Now a different tale from the bowser, courtesy of Stephen Hunt of Roseville: 'A story from the old country. The filler cap on the Humber Super Snipe was concealed behind one of the rear reflectors. A gentleman pulled into the filling station and asked for his Humber to be topped up. The garage attendant enquired where the filler-cap was, and was informed 'behind the rear reflector of course'. The attendant pulled off the wrong reflector and proceeded carefully to put four gallons of premium fuel in the boot.'
'To those drama queens discussing the positioning of filler-caps on cars. You do know that the hoses attached to bowsers stretch easily to the opposite side of the car, right?' posits Kerrie Wehbe of Blacktown.
You almost had us, John Ure of Mount Hutton: 'Talking of cardigans (C8), many years ago, while a police detective at Newcastle, I was driving home from Sydney one day on the old Pacific Highway and overtook a slow-moving car. As I passed, I glanced across and saw that the driver, an older lady, had her arms through the steering wheel and was knitting! I was horrified. 'Pull over' I yelled. She just smiled and said 'No dear, it's a cardigan'.'
'Before we became a nation of quaffers, in the '60s and '70s, Grange (C8) was about $20 a bottle,' recalls Robert Hosking of Paddington. 'Well, I wasn't going to spend that, even on my date, so it was always that nasty St Henri at $12. Any other time, it was mostly flagon red at $5. Ahhh, sophistication.'
'Nola Tucker's mention of Ben Ean Moselle reminded me that my wines of choice back in the day were Kaiser Stuhl Cold Duck in summer, Blue Nun for romance and a carafe of claret, any claret, to give the impression of worldliness and sophistication.' We thank Michael Fox of Taigum (Qld).
'I noticed a mention today at a local RSL club of a group calling themselves Girls Boardrider Fraternity,' says Helen Howes of Collaroy. 'Why would the girls describe themselves as a brotherhood? Perhaps Girls Boardrider Sorority would be more apt?'
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Sydney Morning Herald
3 days ago
- Sydney Morning Herald
Driveway service gets the boot
It's been confirmed, there is no 'filler-cap tsar' (C8), Robyn Hansen of Pennant Hills and Jeff Stanton of Strathfield have both pointed out that the filler-cap is on the opposite side of the car to the exhaust pipe. Jeff thinks this is 'presumably to reduce fire risk'. Now a different tale from the bowser, courtesy of Stephen Hunt of Roseville: 'A story from the old country. The filler cap on the Humber Super Snipe was concealed behind one of the rear reflectors. A gentleman pulled into the filling station and asked for his Humber to be topped up. The garage attendant enquired where the filler-cap was, and was informed 'behind the rear reflector of course'. The attendant pulled off the wrong reflector and proceeded carefully to put four gallons of premium fuel in the boot.' 'To those drama queens discussing the positioning of filler-caps on cars. You do know that the hoses attached to bowsers stretch easily to the opposite side of the car, right?' posits Kerrie Wehbe of Blacktown. You almost had us, John Ure of Mount Hutton: 'Talking of cardigans (C8), many years ago, while a police detective at Newcastle, I was driving home from Sydney one day on the old Pacific Highway and overtook a slow-moving car. As I passed, I glanced across and saw that the driver, an older lady, had her arms through the steering wheel and was knitting! I was horrified. 'Pull over' I yelled. She just smiled and said 'No dear, it's a cardigan'.' 'Before we became a nation of quaffers, in the '60s and '70s, Grange (C8) was about $20 a bottle,' recalls Robert Hosking of Paddington. 'Well, I wasn't going to spend that, even on my date, so it was always that nasty St Henri at $12. Any other time, it was mostly flagon red at $5. Ahhh, sophistication.' 'Nola Tucker's mention of Ben Ean Moselle reminded me that my wines of choice back in the day were Kaiser Stuhl Cold Duck in summer, Blue Nun for romance and a carafe of claret, any claret, to give the impression of worldliness and sophistication.' We thank Michael Fox of Taigum (Qld). 'I noticed a mention today at a local RSL club of a group calling themselves Girls Boardrider Fraternity,' says Helen Howes of Collaroy. 'Why would the girls describe themselves as a brotherhood? Perhaps Girls Boardrider Sorority would be more apt?'
The Age
3 days ago
- The Age
Driveway service gets the boot
It's been confirmed, there is no 'filler-cap tsar' (C8), Robyn Hansen of Pennant Hills and Jeff Stanton of Strathfield have both pointed out that the filler-cap is on the opposite side of the car to the exhaust pipe. Jeff thinks this is 'presumably to reduce fire risk'. Now a different tale from the bowser, courtesy of Stephen Hunt of Roseville: 'A story from the old country. The filler cap on the Humber Super Snipe was concealed behind one of the rear reflectors. A gentleman pulled into the filling station and asked for his Humber to be topped up. The garage attendant enquired where the filler-cap was, and was informed 'behind the rear reflector of course'. The attendant pulled off the wrong reflector and proceeded carefully to put four gallons of premium fuel in the boot.' 'To those drama queens discussing the positioning of filler-caps on cars. You do know that the hoses attached to bowsers stretch easily to the opposite side of the car, right?' posits Kerrie Wehbe of Blacktown. You almost had us, John Ure of Mount Hutton: 'Talking of cardigans (C8), many years ago, while a police detective at Newcastle, I was driving home from Sydney one day on the old Pacific Highway and overtook a slow-moving car. As I passed, I glanced across and saw that the driver, an older lady, had her arms through the steering wheel and was knitting! I was horrified. 'Pull over' I yelled. She just smiled and said 'No dear, it's a cardigan'.' 'Before we became a nation of quaffers, in the '60s and '70s, Grange (C8) was about $20 a bottle,' recalls Robert Hosking of Paddington. 'Well, I wasn't going to spend that, even on my date, so it was always that nasty St Henri at $12. Any other time, it was mostly flagon red at $5. Ahhh, sophistication.' 'Nola Tucker's mention of Ben Ean Moselle reminded me that my wines of choice back in the day were Kaiser Stuhl Cold Duck in summer, Blue Nun for romance and a carafe of claret, any claret, to give the impression of worldliness and sophistication.' We thank Michael Fox of Taigum (Qld). 'I noticed a mention today at a local RSL club of a group calling themselves Girls Boardrider Fraternity,' says Helen Howes of Collaroy. 'Why would the girls describe themselves as a brotherhood? Perhaps Girls Boardrider Sorority would be more apt?'
Sydney Morning Herald
5 days ago
- Sydney Morning Herald
Not everyone's home on the Grange
'I remember my sister, a nurse, receiving a bottle of Grange when she 'specialled' Granny Penfold many years ago,' writes Nola Tucker of Kiama. 'In those days, people who actually drank wine tended to go for the Ben Ean or, if really up themselves, Sparkling Rinegolde. I think the bottle went into the bottom of her wardrobe. Wonder what happened to it?' Austin Rummery of Armidale (name and address of the week) muses that 'Allan Gibson's reference to former US president Richard Nixon (C8) reminded me of the wit who wrote: 'Behind every mill-house there is a water gate'.' 'So, Allan, if we are to add 'gate' to these scandals, surely the original 'gate' should have been Watergategate?' posits Peter Rose of Caves Beach. 'Thank you, Duncan McRobert (C8),' says Peri Nicol of Brisbane. 'My partner, who grew up in rural NSW, looked totally mystified when I recently mentioned wearing a 'car coat' in the '60s and '70s. The height of fashion on Sunday afternoon drives in the Holden station wagon.' Still on Duncan, one of his Volvo-baiting nemeses, Peter Farquhar of Coffs Harbour, offers an automotive mea culpa: 'Sorry, Duncan, I didn't mean offence as I, too, drove a Volvo wagon, and a Rover. Sans baseball cap, and no gloves.' The other partaker, Bob Hall of Wyoming, never drove a Ford, the closest being 'Dad's 36 Pilot and a marvellous 54 Customline. I started with a second-hand Peugeot 404, followed by a Corolla, a Camry, a Subaru and a Mitsubishi. Dad took me to a TAB the first day they opened in the mid-'60s in that Ford Customline. Fond memories.' We're keeping it vehicular for the moment, with the appropriately named Ian Wheeler of Moss Vale: 'Indicator stalks (C8) are one thing but who decides which side the filler cap goes on a new car design? If they were all on the same side, chaos would result at service stations. Somewhere there must be a 'filler-cap tsar' keeping count and allocating sides to ensure a 50/50 split.' Dermot Perry of Mount Keira recently came across one of the more curious Trump toys (C8): 'A strange, upright, long-necked plastic pig with Donald Trump's face on its belly that emitted a snorty grunt when squeezed at a store in Warrawong. I could not bring myself to buy it but I photographed it and, on a return visit, the shop still hadn't sold it!'
