SANDY’S CORNER

Wanganui Chronicle, Volume 89, Issue 300, 20 December 1945, Page 4

SANDY’S CORNER

Lupins is great! WOMEN’S SUNDAY BOWLING We agree with the Wanganui City Council that if men can bowl on Sundays women should’ be able to do likewise, but we think the City Fathers did not use all the arguments in support of their decision. It looks as though male desire to have Sunday’s dinner cooked before mum goes out to bowl was a governing factor. Hence why the start at 12.30 p.m.? We would remind the City Fathers that many dinners will have to be cooked on Saturdays now there is a 40-hour week. It will be many a long day before every home has a refrigerator, so if mum has the dinner cooked Saturday, and is fresh enough to wash Monday, why shouldn’t she bowl Sunday? SPORTING DECORATIONS We direct the attention of all sporting bodies to the titles conferred upon members of the Russian Dynamo soccer players. Perhaps the same practice can be applied here. For instance, the Rugby Union might seriously consider a title or two at the end of each season. “Honoured Master of the Goal”—think what that would mean tacked on to a club blazer, say, beneath the skull and crossbones of Pirates. Each type of sport can think up its own orders, from “Trailing Kitty” or “Knight of the Running Shot” in bowls, to “Order of the Big Dividend” on the racecourse. There is no end to this form of encouragement if used properly. The Soviet practice, too, of giving bouquets might, be examined, though we are afraid that the type of bouquet handed out on Spriggens Park would not be quite in keeping with feelings of loyalty and love. ANTI-QUEUE BRIGADE

An anti-queue brigade has been formed in Wanganui. Its main object is to compel those retailers who have queues formed outside their shops to keep the members of the queue informed all the time as to what is going on. In short, each retailer must appoint a queue adviser to impart information such as the following: “This is a chocolate queue; only 17 boxes of chocolates available; will be distributed at 11 a.m. First 17 will be served, the rest can go home.” The silk stocking queue: “One dozen small women s, two dozen O.S. only. Only 36 in the queue need wait.” The brigade approves of a 40-hour, fve-day week for queue informers, but provides heavy penalties for false information Queue informers will be licensed by the brigade. It is recommended that queue informers be males because the male is believed to have a better influence than the female. THE MOOLTAN, THE FOG AND TIHI WIRELESS Last night the wireless blared forth that the troopship Mooltan had been delayed because of fog in the Tasman. All previous advices about her arrival in Wellington were cancelled, and would be substituted by a fresh set of advices once New Zealand got to know when she was really due. That set the Railway Department, into a sort of flat spin, set newspapers guessing and next-of-kin cursing. What happened on the Mooltan in the fog we don’t know, but. we can guess, knowing something of rumours. And here, in New Zealand, remembering .he Andes and her happy little, slowtimed cruise over the Tasman not so very long ago, we sent word to the good people of Wellington to beware of eggs when they went down to meet the Mooltan. Then, apparently, the Moojtan got out of the fog, the railways, with a a big Christmas programme of specials on their hands, came out of their spin, newspapers regained their judgment, next-of-kin sought forgiveness for being annoyed and the wireless, in a very humble sort of voice, had to admit that the Mooltan would come in up to time and the original plans would be adhered to. Which all goes to show that we don’t know our Mooltan, or our fogs!