According to both Allan Gibson of Cherrybrook and Michael Sinclair of Melbourne, the solution to David Pigott’s trolley woes (C8) could be found in an app called ‘Snap, Send, Solve’ which as Michael adds, “does what it says on the tin. You snap a photo, which also provides the geo-coordinates. They send a report to the local council and that solves the problem. It works very well here in Melbourne.” Allan noted that he had tried it in Sydney with Telstra and Ausgrid issues and received instant responses, but had not yet tried it with trolleys.
While many were udderly appalled by Col Begg’s suggestion for milk-type labelling (C8) John Perry of Enmore has the hope “that the milk we buy comes vacuum sealed. The last thing I want when opening a new bottle for breakfast is to smell the cow’s dairy air.”
According to Ian Balmain of Healesville (Vic) “hard flour (C8) is a ‘thing’. Hard flour is made from different wheat. It has a higher gluten content and is used for bread, pizza dough et cetera.”
Reading about Eric Scott’s X-ray plans (C8), Judi Turnham of Port Macquarie writes that her “partner has MS and wears a T-shirt that says, ‘If I have one more MRI I am going to stick to the fridge’.”
It came as no surprise that a large number of Column 8 readers wrote in to say that they all still had a copy of A Day In The Life of Australia, with many bringing it out regularly throughout the years. Evidently it’s particularly useful when entertaining visitors from overseas.
“Even though I wasn’t even born when A Day In The Life Of Australia happened, I have a copy of the book,” writes Erica Thornton of Oxley Island. “In fact, I was recently overjoyed to find a copy of A Day In The Life Of America at an op-shop. It sits next to A Day In The Life Of Canada which I found in a Canadian op-shop. Now if only travel can resume so I can find Hawaii and Japan…”
For Frank Nanni of Randwick, it’s the last straw with the decreasing of sizes of grocery items. “First, my soap, then my potato chips, then the chocolates. Now, the packet of crumpets my wife brought home the other day were sadly thin. They now resemble pikelets. Who do they think they’re kidding?”
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