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Adelaide’s war memorial walk.

June 22, 2017

Dismay has been expressed in some quarters about my aversion (and opposition) to the idea of transporting the unique  World War One monument  near  the junction of West and  South Terrace to the memorial walk on Kintore Avenue, alongside Government House.

To be quite clear, I admire the walk in general..

What I DO object to most strongly is a proposal to add to that tribute by the transfer (and transformation/vandalisation)  of the Dardanelles obelisk/cross, a First World War “first” erected on Sir Lewis Cohen Avenue in mid-1915 by public subscription.

The matter will be the subject of discussion at  Monday evening’s Unley Council meeting.

HISTORY (LIKE THE SACRIFICE MADE BY VOLUNTEERS FROM THE CITIES OF ADELAIDE AND UNLEY) SHOULD BE INVIOLATE.

 

Queensland Houdinis

June 21, 2017

Down 16 to 6 at the break…the Broncos were on the way home and out of the State of Origin, and Grumpy’s knuckles were snow-white.

What a difference 40 minutes make. Twelve unanswered points in the second half and it’s  the Great Escape and off to the decider in three weeks’ time.

The stuff that State of Origin dreams are made of.

 

Calling Kelly…

June 21, 2017

Ms Henderson. Please call me urgently on 83577496. I’ve mislaid your number.

Gallipoli. Gallantry. Grief. And gall.

June 21, 2017

Imagine, if you can, a reversal of probably the most evocative episode in the bloodbath that was World War One.

Instead of the Dardanelles, picture  the shores of South Australia,  and a fleet of Turkish troopships disgorging thousands of soldiers  intent on scaling and capturing the strategic slopes of Mount Lofty.

Unsuccessful, they battle on for  months before sailing away, only to return (en masse and in civilian/tourist clothes)  every year for almost a century to honour their dead.

Somehow, despite the legendary hospitality of our country, I doubt  South Australia’s response would be as welcoming and as understanding as  that which has (until very recent times) been demonstrated by the hosts of our annual pilgrimage to Gallipoli.

All of the above has been prompted by the sad news that Australian memorials on the blood-soaked slopes of the Dardanelles’ fallen have just this week sustained major acts of local vandalism. Which underlines my doubts/fears.

Quite coincidentally,  the heroic Gallipoli  sacrifice of troops from South Australia (specifically from the battalions of the City of Adelaide and  the City of Unley) is scheduled for debate at the June 28th Unley Council meeting.

The subject? The future fate of the world’s  first WWI monument ever erected…in mid 1915 ( even while the Gallipoli episode was being acted out). Plans are afoot for it’s “adaptation” and  re-location…a proposal which should be defeated at all costs if Unley (and South Australia’s) history is not to be trashed.

For more information on this subject, see Grumpy’s blog of May 31.

 

 

Scrabbling no longer a dabbling.

June 19, 2017

Once upon a time, when dinosaurs roamed the suburbs, Grumpy was a member of the world’s wordsmiths who battled it out for boasting rights in the war of the alphabet.

No longer.

While Her Indoors and Number One Son still strive for  seven-letter words at regular competitions, I have long since thrown in the towel, disenchanted by a past-time that has degenerated into a meaningless quest for the alphabetical Golden Fleece.

The rot set in, for Grumpy at least, when he was made aware of the fact that the vocabulary of the Eskimos (sorry, I mean Inuits) was now  acceptable. That, together with a whole host of esoteric  letter-combinations  that had  been deemed acceptable, was the breaking point.

Make what you can of ADDINRY, PEDALFER, ARIKI, PYSANKY, WYSIWIG, CRUIVES…all given a mention in  “Across the board”,  official newsletter of the Australian Scrabble Players (note the absence, oops,  of an apostrophe!) Association.”

Enuff alreddy.

Goers goes backwards (Part 2)

June 18, 2017

I seldom agree with serial media letter-writer Marjorie Brown, but it’s good to see that we are on (almost) the same page when it comes to the moveable feast that is Sunday Mail columnist Peter Goers’ birthdate.

On June 7, “Grumpy” pointed out that the scribe gave his birthdate as  1969. I referred to his own website reference to the mid-Fifties. Now Ms Brown has back-dated him (in today’s “Sunday Mail”) to 1954.

Any more of this nonsense and his centenary will become soon be just round the corner!!!

Enough already…

Toilet titillation.

June 17, 2017

Don’t you just LOVE it when client privacy prevents you from revealing the tale lurking behind the bidding for a quirky auction house item…

Take, for example, the secrecy surrounding the bidding war earlier this month at an Adelaide Monday auction (hint).

Being an inquisitive sort of bastard I am totally frustrated by the refusal of Sc…..ls’ staff  to put me in contact with the purchaser of an elderly false leg, complete with sock and shoe. The leg, that is, not the buyer.

But there is light at the end of the tunnel. One indiscreet  staffer let slip that the full-length limb is, at this very minute, adorning the toilet door of  a booth for the handicapped  at a South Australian winery.

Sick.

Any news of a sighting would be appreciated.