If the “mail” is correct, the proposed merger of the STC and the AJC is on real rocky ground.
“They” say a recent unofficial vote by the STC was 7-2 against the merger.
Despite assurances, there is a story that just will not go away - that should the merger take place, Canterbury will be sold for real estate and the money spent to upgrade Randwick, which has gradually deteriorated over the years.
Racing Minister Kevin Green apparently is not amused.
Local bookmaker’s clerk was on holidays so bookmaker enticed financial whiz to do the job.
“Piece of pie”, bookmaker informed figures man. “We just call the bet, you press the key and out pops the betting ticket with all details.”
Arrive at Dalby racetrack, unpack gear and three ashen faces, as bookmaker cannot find cord to connect keyboard to computer.
Bookmaker informs figures man he has to write bets in an old dilapidated book found under the spare tyre covered in dust, cobwebs and daddy longleg spiders.
“We call the bets you write them down, if it’s each way place is a quarter the odds, unless of course it’s less than seven runners then it’s a third the odds.
“We need the take out of each horse so we can adjust the odds and of course the running figure of the total hold on the race. Then there’s deductions for late scratchings but you can work that out as you go along.”
Figures man has troubles with biro writing.
Not sure if it’s pen, cobwebs, or perspiration dripping from figures man’s furrowed brow.
Got through OK although we did notice figures man’s fingers trembling a tad as he twisted top off stubby on homeward journey.
Apparently not everyone loves a Ford Dealer. A former top footballer, he is on holidays at the coast and decided to do a bit of exercise.
Hopped on the bike and was happily pedalling along the esplanade with not a care in the world.
That was until two burly coppers pulled him up. Fined him $100 for no helmet and made him walk the two mile home pushing his bike.
Copper collecting trophies for this year’s Police golf day could cop an earful.
Gee, we hope his golfing mates don’t find out. One of the best mechanics in the district on tractors, headers, cotton pickers and just about whatever you like to name, has had recurring problems with his boat motor but because of warranty could not investigate. Frustrated, he traded on a new one.
We are reliably informed purchaser of traded motor claims he has a bargain.
Slight adjustment to mixture screw and boat has so much power it could pull the bends out of the McIntyre River.
“He was putting our new computer together,” wife of Rather Rotund Resident of Baker Street informed lady next door.
“And it asked for a Password.
“I said put in a word you will remember.
“Smart Alec typed ‘penis’. I fell off the chair laughing when the computer flashed on the screen, ‘Password rejected, not long enough.’”
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