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Thanks Doug. I was not aware of Constant Comment tea. kist? Bill On Thursday, October 22, 2015, Douglas Barbour <[log in to unmask]> wrote: > Quite the kist, Bill, as a say Susan story, I guess. > > Suzanne served Leonard a tea we still like here, Constant Comment (black > tea with orange spice). It’s great. > > Doug > > On Oct 20, 2015, at 3:23 PM, Bill Wootton <[log in to unmask] > <javascript:;>> wrote: > > > > Susans > > > > Susans are rampant. Have you noticed? Susan, from > > the Persian, 5000 years ago, means lotus flower. 80s alt > > guitarists Band of Susans boasted three Lotus ladies. > > > > Left St Andrews where the only decent feed > > to be had was at A Boy Named Sue, > > the woodfired pizza joint next to the pub. > > > > Now in Hepburn Springs, convivial Susan serves > > at The General Store - fresh rolls and Turkish > > toasties - and more Turkish still, at Moor Please > > > > over the road, dark Suzanne serves folded egg > > while blond Susannah serves a mean latte > > at the long outdoor table with balloon back chairs. > > > > Remember Susan Bott, at East Ivanhoe State School, > > high-pitched voice, basin hair cut, skinny legs, best > > mates with mammoth Marcelle Proust, dentist's daughter. > > > > Sue Moulton arrived at Balwyn High in form five > > half way through a library class, still wearing > > the blue uniform of her previous school, > > > > hair piled up on her head, jet black mascara > > and a model's stature. No one went near her > > so I did and heard she had the hots for Jimmy Page. > > > > Years later taught with Sue Riordan, perky librarian > > and officious year level co-ordinator, who smiled to hear > > one of the tradies declare she had the best tits on staff. > > > > Suzanne fed young Leonard tea and oranges, such > > an odd combination, managing to sound both exotic > > and erotic. Brings you down but lingers through the years. > > > > Was the TAA stewardess Susan in the 60s ad? > > My sister-in-law is Sue. She's lived in Wang for years. > > Johnny Cash's tough man of course weathered his Sueness. > > > > Black-eyed Susans flower up and the band sang Smoking > > Johnny Cash. Actress Susan Sarandon drove her five syllables > > from Dead Man Walking to Thelma and Louise's final lurch. > > > > Mum's sister, my late Aunt Hazel, was known to close friends > > as Sue. I never found out why. Perhaps, like the vicious > > circular kitchen gadgetry, I'm just a lazy Susan myself. > > > > bw > > Douglas Barbour > [log in to unmask] <javascript:;> > > Recent publications: (With Sheila E Murphy) Continuations & Continuation 2 > (UofAPress). > Recording Dates (Rubicon Press). > > Done in by creation itself. > > I mean the gods. Not us. Well us too. > The gods moved into books. Who wrote the books? > We wrote the books. In whose dream, then are we dreaming? > > Robert Kroetsch. >