QUEUE ETIQUETTE

Press, Volume LXXXIII, Issue 25304, 2 October 1947, Page 2

QUEUE ETIQUETTE

LADY ADDISON’S VIEWS “In the name of every woman in England who stands in a queue, I say ‘thank you’,’’ said Viscountess Addison, thanking members of the Wellington Victoria League in particular and New Zealand women in general for their help with food and clothing gifts to British families. Lady Addison, wife of the British Secretary of State for Commonwealth Relations, is a member of the central executive of the Victoria League in London.

“I do not mind the shop queues,” she said, “it is the bus queues which are the worst. In a shop you can lean on the counter, even take a book along to while away the time. There is a strong queue etiquette observed and if you want to dash off to another counter the woman beside you will gladly mind your place and fight like a tiger to retain it for you, if need be." Vifh their week’s meat ration for t y°’.7-' ac ty Addison told listeners how she made do." If it were a roast of chops there would be five, one for eaC K< fo j Saturday and Sunday, while on Monday the fifth one was minced with potatoes to make rissoles. Potatoes were a good stand-by, but tended to make one put on weight. When hungry, she said, she went out to the garden, dug a potato, baked and ate it. “I know I am not a very good advertisement for starving Britain, being rather rotund. However, it is not overeating, but wrong eating, which ? ave to suffe r, that is responsible, Lady Addison remarked.

, Miss E. Hadfield (director of the ZHJl l ? r i Re 4f :^ s J n Zealand) arrived in Christchurch yesterday and 22? leave to-morrow for Geraldine. She. will visit 10 schools in and near Christchurch and 18 in the Geraldine area, where she will stay till Thursday. in w h r i ?Jr C 1 l urch she is the guest of Miss West-Watson, Bishopscourt.

Several days ago, before returning to New Zealand by air, a young Wellington woman, Mrs W. J. Arcus attended mannequin parades in San Francisco, where fashionable women saw .models wearing street clothes with hemlines four inches from the ground, and where cocktail-hour dresses reached the ankle. Longer hemlines were not confined to American mannequins, they were being seen on the every-day woman in the street. In France, too, clothes were tending to be longer, said Mrs Arcus. However food, or the lack of it, transcended an all-absorbing interest in clothes in France. All the time she and her husband were there, they had no butter (there had been none since the German occupation), no milk, the coffee was made from acorns and the bread rrom maize, which went bad quickly