All the same, it seemed a ridiculous juxtaposition and made me think of my much loved, sadly missed friend Katherine, who used to point out newspaper advertisements for PAs in London which were headed 'London, Paris, New York' but on closer reading turned out to be mainly involved with booking tickets for various bosses to jet off to those and other glamorous locations (but never, for some reason, to Hume, ACT)
When I was little we used to have cotton sheets that had a similar label except the locations were London - New York - Burnley
ReplyDeleteI bet those sheets were excellent, if the shirt I have that belonged to my mother in her youth is anything to go by. It's made of Macclesfield (surely that's not far from Burnley, asked the geographic dyslexic) silk, according to the label, and it's the nicest silk I've ever known.
DeleteA few years ago, I heard on ABC local radio, no less:
ReplyDelete"London...Paris...New York...Tamworth."
I think it had something to do with the Country Music Festival, with which I'm certain none of the first three tin-pot towns have a chance in hell of competing.
I thought of Tamworth just yesterday when I passed a motel in Bungendore that is a gem of 50s/60s preserved 'style', complete with a neon guitar as its street sign.
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