SANDY'S CORNER

Wanganui Chronicle, 13 December 1949, Page 4

SANDY'S CORNER

This is the season of the year when even small boys arise above class hatred. If Clem Attlee loses the British election next year, historians will probably refer to this era as the “hat trick,” period —a Right wing bowler three Left wing wickets off three successive balls, and Labour is “over.” FAR FETCHED! Heard in the Avenue yesterday: Bill: Russia has decided to give up trying to perfect the atom bomb. Harry: That’s a tall one, as farfetched as the Taranaki cow cockies who tried to blame the Wanganui harbour for the fall in the price of crossbred wool in London. INSULT OF FIRST MAGNITUDE Overheard at the reunion of South African War veterans in Wanganui, at the celebration of the golden jubilee: First Veteran: Who swiped my beer? Second Veteran: That, chap over there. He's just drunk the lot. First Veteran (going up to the man who had taken the beer): Look here, Jack, did you take my beer? Thafs a crime worse than anything I know, it’s worse than, well worse than striking “Old Bobs” (Field-Marshal Earl Roberts).