Lang brothers were spectacular duo
On the Peninsula, the Lang brothers, Bill and Jack, were a spectacular duo.
Bill was a master pastry cook and a master of balance.
He could balance schooners or jugs of beer on his head and waltz across the dance floor without spilling a drop.
The both worked for the local post office.
Jack had been a seaman and Bill a cake shop proprietor.
Jack always needed a starter when working, a smoke and a beer to keep him functioning as his usual self.
I remember times when he had not had his medicine.
He could be quite mean.
He once shouted at an old chap wearing an ear trumpet: "What's the matter you deaf or something?"
Jack had plenty of sea stories.
He shipped with two seamen, nicknamed the "Cat" and the "Flea".
Spotting them in a waterside pub, he offered them a drink.
He said to the barman: "I'll have a schooner of old, a schooner of milk for the Cat and a schooner of Mortein for the Flea.
Another time, Jack's wife left the bathroom tap on.
He arrived home to find his house flooded and his poodle wearing a life jacket.
My brother and I were with Jack one day when he tackled a mountain man seven pick handles wide and seven pick handles tall (Jack was as thin as a broomstick).
He danced around the man like a whirling dervish and the fellow got so dizzy he crashed through the pub door taking the whole doorway with him.
Jack would always grin and with a schooner in hand he'd say: "Gee, I love drinking."
Letter, 5 Jan 2017
Keith Whitfield, Woy Woy