SANDY'S CORNER

Wanganui Chronicle, 17 October 1947, Page 4

SANDY'S CORNER

CLAIMS TO FAME Fordeil and Turakina: They nave holes in hills which cost more than a million quid. A NOSEY HABIT. Notice to All Readers: We have never beard of a bird with 10 letters, the last one "T” and the second one "O”; nor have we any knowledge of a word meaning to tie up or succour, beginning with "B” and with the second to last letter (you should say "penultimate" letter to be in the right society) "G.” In other words we feel that, having taken on a crossword puzzle, you should go to it alone, unassisted and unafraid, and alone, unassisted and unafraid, bring home what ever bacon lies at the end of the task. OCR NEW ROLLS. On mature thought, and having read Bill Jordan’s explanation, we have come to the conclusion that New Zealand did a wise thing in buying a new Rolls Royce car. We are bighearted enough, and devoid of anything green in our eyes, to overlook that had we purchased the outfit it would have cost us £3750, whereas the * New Zealand Government got it for a mere £2075. It is the wedding we are worried about, and the thought that the old car Bill Jordan has been accustomed to is liable to break down. * Fancy the old car breaking down in The Mall, or just outside The Abbey, and the nicely toned 8.8. C. announcer telling the world about it: "There seems to be a spot of trouble down there! Can you see what it is Harry? Car broken down or something. Whose car is it?. Yes; let me see. Whoever it is he’s going to get out and walk. Yes, bai Jove, so it. is; it's Bill Jordan; good old self-reliant Bill; he’s walking to the wedding and his car is being towed to one side; the old spirit of Empire still lives, Harry, old man. still lives! We feel certain your second thoughts will coincide with ours. This Dominion. this socialised island stronghold of mghty unions, big pay and shorter hours, whose very daughters earn more than their fathers, cannot afford to send its High Commissioner to the Royal wedding in a car that is liable to break down. It is our bounden duty to roll him down the Mall in a Rolls! THE OLD MAIN BODY. (Thirty-three years ago, aboard the Miiunganui, Tahiti, Ruapehu, Orari, Limerick, Star of India. Hawke’s Bay. Arawa, Athenic and Waimana, escorted by H.H.S. Philomel and other warships, including two from the Japanese Navy, sailed the Main Body of the Ist. N.Z.E.F. Those who are left of that force are to meet in reunion soon in Wellington.—News item). Whore are you now old soldier of that force? How fares the day with you? Remember that convoy on its course. Past Sonnies out to the blue? Philomel at the head of the line, A Jap io give a hand! A west wind, full tide, smell of sea brineBlue, disappearing land. Convoy of adventure outward bound To shores of Johnny Turk, On that rockv uninviting ground. Fringe of Aegean murk. Hear you still his bullets? How they whined From rocks where he was hid! Just memories now. max he oil I of mind; Why. vou were just a kid! How fare you now and has fate been kind Rewarding all \du did? •’Sandy* Waneranui. Oct. 16, 1947.