• “Found under my windscreen wiper”, wrote John Rooke, “was a flyer from a local (East London) watering hole that describes itself as a ‘GASTRO PUB W ORGANIC PRODUCTS’. It seems to have been printed from someone’s rough initial notes; featured alongside such attractions as ‘ORGANIC PIZZAS’ and ‘SUN BRUNCH W ROASTS & NEWSPAPERS’ are ‘BATTERED SOFAS’. A touch indigestible I’d say, though it is nice to be offered a sit-down meal.”
• In an article by Jennifer Ferguson about beers in the 6 September issue of Buzz Weekly, the student newspaper of the University of Illinois, appears this: “The ol’ factory system has a lot to do with taste.” Industrial-scale brewing, the curse of the zymurgy business. Thanks to Rick Larson for noting that.
• Donna M Farrell found a feature story in the Washington Post recently about the memorabilia of gay activist Frank Kameny going to the Smithsonian. It commented about his firing by the government in 1957: “He got busted in Lafayette Square across from the White House (a gay cruising ground).” “Who knew?” Ms Farrell marvelled. “And during the Eisenhower administration, no less!”
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