Infiltrating the big dance

Marie Stewart of Balmain has some footballing concerns: “Extracts from the lyrics per closed captions when Teddy Swims sang Lose Control at the Rugby League Grand Final: ‘Follow me when I’m with you, Tom Lynagh. I know Kearney, Shawn Blore. I’m calling on you Pollard, darling. Fingal Bay Sophie Walsh. Jacinta Allan T20.’ Captions were out of sync with the music, so too much work for me to figure out what the lyrics should’ve been. But that’s moot as I’m pretty sure none of the above are the actual song lyrics.” Either way, those incongruous Rugby Union references suggest Teddy might be a double agent for the Wallabies.

With the Broncos so flush with success, Don Firth of Wooli opined: “After a great sporting achievement we often hear the expression ‘There must be something in the water’. In the case of Reece Walsh, perhaps it was the source of the water.”

It’s good to prepare the young for the realities of life, so with that, we applaud Rosemary Towers (and family) of Kianga: “While picking (and eating) peas from Poppy’s garden, our granddaughter opened a full pod with no peas inside. ‘Look Poppy’ she said indignantly, ‘I’ve been scammed!’.”

Aidan Cuddington of Umina Beach has “copies of newspaper reports and photos from November 1937 when my late mother-in-law Jacqueline Spencer, then 8-years-old, was reported as being the youngest unattended air traveller (C8) on the Brisbane-Singapore route. The flight took three days and eight hours.”

“My father on return from the war became town doctor in Narromine. That involved me making unaccompanied DC3 trips from Dubbo to my grandparents’ place in Sydney from about age four,” recalls Stephen Ferguson of Turramurra. “I must have seen war movies at the excellent Narromine outdoor cinema as I recall causing amusement on the plane by asking loudly ‘Do we fly upside down?’ And I agree with the Narromine News description of Dubbo airport as ‘a goat track on the side of a mountain’.”

Martin Field (C8) would be gratified if he could see the number of welfare checks in our inbox regarding the potential length of wait at his dental clinic. John McCartney of Mount Coolum (Qld) reckons that “finding Penguin Classics in a dental waiting room is laudable, but I hope not an indication of the waiting time. An appropriate classic might be a copy of Robert Burns’ Address to the Toothache.”

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