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Star (Christchurch), Issue 18161, 21 May 1927, Page 6

Those Were the Days, When he commenced motoring, twenty-seven years ago, Mr Frank Peacock (of Sydney) applied for a license. The police had no objection to his getting one; but, as there wasn’t a policeman who could drive a car they couldn’t test his skill. “ All right,” he said, “ lend me a policeman for a couple of days, and I’ll teach him to drive.” At the end of that time the P.C. stopped the car and climbed out. “Change places with me now,” he ordered, “ Drive around the block and I’ll see if you know enough about driving to be trusted with a license.” Over Enthusiastic Touch Judges. An amusing incident occurred during a Rugby match at Coventry (says an English correspondent). Both touch judges were from the home club, the referee, of course, being neutral. A penalty kick was awarded the visitors, and the touch judges, who were behind the posts, waved their flags in jubilation at the non-success of the kick. This flag waving the referee naturally took as a signal that the ball had gone over the bar. and awarded a goal, and when the mistake was pointed out he was prevented by the laws of the game from altering his decision. The bitter pill for the club of the touch judges was that the penalty.goal helped to win the match for the other side*bv 6 i points to 5.