AN INVASION

Bay of Plenty Beacon, Volume 4, Issue 305, 14 May 1941, Page 5

AN INVASION

KING STREET FALLS UNPROVOKED ATTACK ON KOPEOPEO (By Unome)

Except for minor worries such as the fearsome wail of the 8 a.m. siren, the clatter of noisy motor cycles, policemen watching shops on, Sundays, the occasional! visitation of mosquitos which should stay in; . their rightful habitat on the waterfront, Kopeopeo has been a good residential area. But alas, this was short lived. Just following the State (leading builders, and capitalistic tradesmen) favouring the locality as a desirable spot for suburban dwellers, just when rents had climbed to make owners smile the blowfalls. The hitherto comparative peace has been, shattered—efforts are being made to maintain the evacuation as orderly, but fears, are prevalent that panic, will result. Rents will fall and householders are vain-r •* \y searching! for new abodes. The Caledonians have started meeting in the King Street Hall— that's what. "Seotsi wha liae with Wallace bled" (wihat a pity they didn't make a 3ob of it.) Said John Citizen to Joan Citizen, "What will we do ? Its not safe for mei out in the blackout with the W.W.S.A. on the loose, the dog has left home, the oat has) died of jealously—must we suffer it." "We won't—if we can't get another house we will do something about it. Once* the hall nearly burnt down—per" haps: a time bomb would be better.'* But the matter is more serious than one would at first realise. No one minds so much now the) fearsome noise, husbands who forget to shop on Saturday and now cannot repair the) matter in the morning, have become resigned to it, but its getting a bit thick—and right at the outset. After all if these people l wish to speak in strange tongue let' them— we don't have to listen, even if wa could understand. Yet even let, them run around in skirts if they are young and have plump legs, but spare us from, the apparition on the loose op. Wednesday. Followed closely by a smell of haggis a Scot of old air vintage, with out-of-date! knees protruding, from respendent and violentiy-hued apparel, literally Srisitling with; dirks, daggers and 1 , thistles burst into this, orderly street. Pedestrians cowered into hedges with fright, dogs took to the hills, cats died nine deathsi in one foul swoop. Is it right, is it cricket, is it British —no its Scotch or disguised as Scotch. Whatfs the Home Guard for; where is the E.P.S., what about police control—what about another house!