Double Take

INCOMING: A householder has allegedly been attacked with garlic bread during a pizza delivery gone wrong at Leopold.

A pair of scientific breakthroughs overshadowed another noteworthy achievement in the local research sector this week.

While certain Deakin University boffins trumpeted breakthroughs in water filtration and battery technology, some of their Waurn Ponds colleagues struggled to achieve similar attention for their victory in the war against … “annoying fuzzy balls”.

Fuzzy what? Fuzzy balls, like on a tradie’s polar fleece, of course.

Yes, the good folk at Deakin’s Institute for Frontier Materials unveiled NoFuzz, a treatment to prevent “that nasty pilling on your woollen jumpers and bedsheets”.

Eureka! Freedom from pilling at last!

Next: NoSag, a treatment to prevent baggy undies.

Last week’s Indy story on ex-pollie Stewart McArthur still running competitively in his 80s rekindled fond memories of another veteran local shuffler of even greater achievement.

In response to the story, Petrina Dakin emailed to acknowledge the reference to Beech Forest’s “legendary Cliff Young” – and to correct a myth about his ground-breaking run in the 1980s as a 61-year-old.

“Great to be reminded about his stunning feat winning the Westfield ultra-marathon,” Petrina wrote.

“However, he didn’t do it in gumboots and overalls (his usual attire on the farm and on training runs). He ended up wearing a T-shirt, trakky daks and runners.”

Online images from the 1983 race show Petrina to be correct.

And given that the run stretched 875km, too bad Deakin’s NoFuzz wasn’t around in the day to prevent “fuzzy balls” on Cliff’s trakkies!

Ugly scenes at Leopold this week where a pizza delivery turned up way late at a residential address.

The peeved customer with a hungry household was quick to let the young driver know of the unacceptable tardiness as he walked up the driveway.

Forgetting that the customer’s always right, the driver gave back as he got before hurling a garlic bread at his client.

Having fired his single steamy round, the youngster retreated to his vehicle and fled with the householder in hot pursuit.

No that’s service with a snarl!