SANDY’S CORNER

Wanganui Chronicle, Volume 89, Issue 264, 8 November 1945, Page 4

SANDY’S CORNER

STRIKES We have lived to see many sorts of strikes—from watersiders to school chJJaren. Now, we have a football stiikc* in England. We have hopes cr.e day of seeing a punters’ sirikc. jo achieve our ambition we suggest to the punters something they can saike about. Stick out for a punters’ cuota: One man one bet, one >eL one dividend. (Take direct action if racing clubs won’t give you your quota, stop betting till you get it). THE RISING SKIRT Where hedgehogs once roamed in the moonlight, and once deceived a male bowler into believing that they were bowls, where once there weie weeds, bottles and tins, where once there was even a crop of hay, women are bowling to-day. Their new green--it was opened yesterday, near the Dublin Street Bridge. Passing there we saw the array of feminine might, heard voices of the players, and learned from what was said that the green is like all other greens—it is “narrer” on one hand and wide on the other, and bowlers “‘must be un.” But what disturbed us, seeing the skirts, was the dinner, yes, and the breakfasts and the lunches. Will it come to pass, and in the very near future, that trousers will be master of the kitchen and the skirt mistress of the playing fields? We wonder whether there will be any “narrer” hand then, or wide. Good luck, girls, on your new green, but don't burn a roast as callously as you would a head!