RANDOM REMINDER

Press, Volume CVI, Issue 31231, 1 December 1966, Page 32

RANDOM REMINDER

BIRD SONG

It was an enormous stork, bigger than life size, apparently, although to be honest we are not really conversant with the measurements of the bird. It was in a window in Bowhill road, easily seen through a glass door; it was most realistic, with its white body, its black feathers, its bright red legs and beak. And it had to be a big bird, to carry the twins it was transporting with every evidence of enthusiasm. Naturally, it was a

crowd-stopper. People paused to look at it, to admire it, to wonder what it was advertising. Some of the more clueful characters had a good guess. The business premises belonged to a young man who had recently been married. The point was that he had kept this happy affair very quiet indeed. Not a word to anyone; it was all done with the utmost secrecy, so far as those young men of his acquaintance were concerned. He was, he said, merely

closing his business for a couple of weeks to take a holiday. He probably congratulated himself on the success of his cover story. But the stork wu there, in his doorway, before he came to open up on his return to business. You can fool some of the people, some of the time; but you can’t put it across fellow members of a surf club, even if some of them do seem a little wet behind the ears.