PYJAMA CRAZE DISTURBS BRITAIN.

Horowhenua Chronicle, 7 October 1931, Page 3

PYJAMA CRAZE DISTURBS BRITAIN.

DIAPHANOUS AND VOLUMINOUS. x LONDON, Sept, 10. Beach pyjamas have become the supreme preoccupation of London’s socalled “silly season.” Jersey is the main battlefield, where the issue aa to whether these garments are proper or not is being thrashed oiit. There are more beach pyjamas to /be seen on the beaches, streets and roads of the little island than anywhere else under the British flag. Some of them, are so voluminous and drab that even a member of the Birmingham Watch Committee could not complain. Others, however, ak M daring in their diaphanous texture that the police at St. Holier are interfering and summoning the fair delinquents | to the police station, where they receive a severe reprimand and are ordered .to return to the rooms of their hotels “to change their clothes,” After Jersey, the most interesting., field of the campaign is Cowes. London’s bright young things long ago voted Cowes, with its Victorian traditions and rigid time-table, as “quite utterly impossible.” Accordingly, in desperate attempts to liven up affairs, they have introduced beach pyjamas into that staid resort. Cowes is gasping, but so far the authorities'" have taken no action. “EVEN BOURNEMOUTH.” Bournemouth has succumbed, and, instead' of old ladies in who used to dominate that pine-' scented resort, gay young women in •the gaudiest pyjamas are monopolising its promenades. Bournemouth cityfathers are comparable to those of Birmingham, but they' surrendered to the craze except in the ballroom of the municipal pavilion, where pyjamas are still taboo. Weymouth reports that pyjama girls are being welcomed everywhere. Claeton-on J Sea votes pyjamas are amusing. Southend’s Deputy-Mayor admits he likes to see them. Margate welcomes them with open arms. Brighton loves them. Eastbourne cavils only alt gross improprieties. London, however, of all the cities in. ‘ the world, is still shy. Kathleen Batch, and Connie Lloyd, two Norwich girls, who have been wearing these delectable garments all July at Great Yar- . mouth, arrived in London arid lyoater--day walked down Clapham High Street, wearing confections in silk. The sensation in that suburb was immense. Kathleen and Connie were stared at everywhere. Buses and trams stopped to see them. Matrons expostulated. .“Why does everybody stare so?” they ' asked. ' the pressmen who were quickly on the spot. ! Ultimately they were compelled to go to their lodgings and change. ,