A White Lady was equal parts metho and milk, a hobo's drink in the parks.
Could lead to an early funeral, I guess! This old codger on the corner of
two streets intersecting at the corner of a notorious park on the north
side of Perth kept milk in little bottles and metho in equal bottles in the
fridge for the convenience of drunks! No need for a liquor license, ha ha.
In my sheltered youth I found it shocking ... It's all been glamorised now
- even the park is fancy.
Andrew
On 18 June 2015 at 01:20, Max Richards <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> Yes, Andrew.
>
> As for the remembered White Lady -
>
> known to some,
>
> whereas for me it’s eclipsed by: [all round Australia]
>
> WHITE LADY FUNERALS
>
> Our special female funeral directors take pride in our reputation of
> providing a superior quality funeral service, giving the families that
> choose us a lasting tribute to their loved one. Our softer, more
> specialised approach to funeral services provides care for families in a
> supportive and nurturing manner.
>
>
>
> On Jun 16, 2015, at 23:24, Bill Wootton <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
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> > Much to like here, Andrew.
> >
> > Struck by these lines:
> >
> >
> > The old theatre organist plays
> >
> > In the shadows of her thighs.
> >
> >
> > Wonderful way of evoking the past and a past observation from a young
> boy?
> >
> > And I'm old old enough to remember the recipe for White Lady.
> >
> > Bill
> >
> >
> > bwOn 17/06/2015, at 2:10 PM, Andrew Burke wrote:
> >
> >> The old theatre organist plays
> >>
> >> In the shadows of her thighs.
>
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