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It would be good if the bullies take note of it, too. I'm sure National's Melissa Lee has never made a mistake in her life.
Just when you think you've seen it all in terms of the most ludicrous, platitudinous, meaningless bollocks, something new always comes along.
I thought people "reaching out" to me from my email inbox was bad enough. Until I received this gem of absolute codswallop the other day.
"Wanted to bubble this up on your inbox in case you missed the email I sent you a couple days ago regarding the ... Would love to hear what you think."
You want to hear what I think? Nice to be asked, but I'm not sure the person really wants to know that about the writing in this email.
However, in a "reaching out" kind of way, I'm happy to pass on I am a fan of bubbles, but in bubble baths, not in emails. If that helps?
1925-26 Dunedin Exhibition
Daphne McLay, of Alexandra, emails with her memory of the huge event at Logan Park and a photo of what the family took home.
"My dad used to tell me of attending the exhibition. He was born in 1908 and was an apprentice at the Hillside railway workshops and would have been 17 years old at the time of the exhibition.
"He would have been in his short trousers and got in at half price. No doubt his parents would have been pleased with that.
"The numbered souvenir cup is very beautiful, made by Aynsley's in England. On the inside of the cup is written `The Cup of Knowledge'. This would have been a prized possession in the Clark family, as it now is in mine."
Back to the snow
Daphne also recalls Dunedin's July 1939 snowstorm.
"I was three months old and the story goes that my dad used to have to battle the snow to get milk to feed his first-born. We did live in St Clair, so maybe it would have been a bit less effort than the hill suburbs, but milk deliveries could not be made."
John Galloway, of Waihola, writes of the "real big snowfall of '39, not just these more recent light, white dustings".
"My father, who was over six feet tall, built a manuka garden archway, and I vividly remember, as a 6-year-old, riding astride it, as you would a horse, and kicking my feet in the snow on either side.
"Also, finding the dog kennels to dig them out, relying on small breath-holes in the snowy expanse.
"Weeks later we helped a neighbour drag his car down a farm track through trees to avoid snowdrifts still blocking the road cuttings.
"No snuggling up to the heat pump - electricity hadn't even arrived at our home. That was a real snowfall - no talk of global warming then!"
"At my grandfather's house in Bathgate Rd, the snow was up as far as the window sill - about four feet (1.21m). My granddad had to use a spade to clear the snow from the kitchen door to the front gate.
"The lounge window was open only a few inches, but that was too much for the pet budgie. He was found prostrate in his cage.
"Granddad opened the door of the coal range and placed the loved budgie in there to revive him. However, his name was not Lazarus and he had to be buried."
Richard, of Dunedin, emailed about another snow, in 1969.
"I'm quite surprised that this hasn't rated a mention yet. From memory, it was in October and heavy enough to close our school (Mornington) for three days. It was spoken of as the heaviest since 1939."
I took the liberty of checking this one out in the ODT vaults. There were two snows in Dunedin in October 1969 - one on Thursday 9th and Friday 10th, and another at Labour Weekend, on Sunday 26th and Monday 27th.