AIR RAID OF UNEXPECTED KIND

Dominion, Volume 35, Issue 89, 9 January 1942, Page 8

AIR RAID OF UNEXPECTED KIND

A snap E.P.S. rehearsal, at a home in Birkenhead, Auckland, had an element of comedy. It was a home where the housewife had vivid fears of the imminence of air raids, and when a man who was engaged in pain ling the house suddenly hurried down from a high post of observation at the top of a ladder with a cry of warning the lady came running out. “Hurry and collect the children,” called the painter to her. “Get everyone inside and close all the doors and windows; they’re coming in thousands.” ’ That family went into hiding as quick as it could and for some long minutes awaited the sounds of droning planes and of exploding bombs. Nothing was beard, and eventually the housewife ventured forth and found the painter back on the ladder. “Haven’t they come yet?” she asked. “Oh, yes,” replied the man, “They passed here a while ago, and went up the street, l ook, there they arc now.” The woman looked up the street, and saw a swarm of bees settling at a, house farther up the stre“*