Reporter’s diary

Press, 9 January 1987, Page 2

Reporter’s diary

Do-it-yourself

yacht

“POP” Annan, of Woolston, made good use of an empty soft-drink bottle and ice-cream container lid to make his own, less expensive than the original, KZ7. The retired blacksmith engineer, aged 84, made a small slit in the side of the bottle, fed a thin stick through . it, weighted it, and put the lid on top. The only thing missing, he reckons, is the New Zealand flag — flying triumphantly from the mainstick, of course.

Teletwaddle THE Thun-

derbird Hotel in Miami Beach are provided with a television set in their rooms which comes complete with special hotel information pages on its Teletext service. One visitor who called up the “Activities Today” page was put out to be told: “There will be no activities today. Have a nice day.” Safety rules A GIRL, aged 4, on holiday at Spencer Park, was given strict instructions to swim only between the flags. Obediently she pottered down the beach and stood between fee

flags... yards from the shoreline. She waited patiently for a bit then wailed in distress: “But the sea will never come up this far, mummy.” Deadly dates THE ARRIVAL of several — to put it politely — insipid calendars moves us to search further afield for one which would be worthy of the title of “Most Boring Calendar of 1987.” Any suggestions would be welcome, but the contenders must be excessively dreary to stand any chance against the competition already in hand.

One less

“THE PRESS” photograph on Wednesday of just a few of the letters, jamming the Christchurch Post Office mail-room was scanned by an eagle-eyed inner-city office worker. She thought she saw the name of a fellow-worker on one of the envelopes, and sure enough, it was. Confusion about the address was not because the family had moved, but because the street numbers had been reallocated. The intended recipient rang to tell postal services that they could of one more

letter, and it was delivered by hand that day, to the correct address. Just 4999 more to get rid of.

Shooting blanks

THE DARFIELD Bowling Club is altering and enlarging its clubrooms. So that the progress could be documented, an official of the club was entrusted with the task of taking photographs at various stages. The job is nearly completed. Only in the last week, alas, has the official discovered that he has been clicking a camera without film;

—Jenny Felthym