ROUND ABOUT

Bay of Plenty Beacon, Volume 2, Issue 247, 9 December 1940, Page 5

ROUND ABOUT

(By A.itcliel)

The executive of the Winter Show Association was considering an application from the Home Guard committee relative to the use, free, of the Winter Show Buildings. One member considered that some charge should be made: not only to cov.er lighting costs, but also to allow.for cleaning. "If we could get some of. the politicians up we lniglit be able to clean .the floor with:..'them," ohserved a local humorist.

And, of course,, apart from the harm to businesses -at the eastern. end of the town by erecting the new" P.O. hear pie Fire Station, what, of the liotelfs? "■ ; t m- - * * * An eye-arresting group of namesinciuded in last week's .bowling results, a team comprising Salmon* [ Bathe, Creeke and Marsh," recalled ja double contrast —-also, singularly enough, iiv bowling—in another pro vincial town. The contestants iir the - pairs were Young and Old playing Wild and Bliss.* \ m The morning after the night, before—the night before being the Chamber of Commerce, meeting,, with its business complex—l; read a local in a contemporary; The construction of the paragraph was apparently rather hurried but I was in the mood to appreciate,it. We. - quote: " . . . in clearing the grass from the footpaths in the vicinity : of the business area of weeds and other unwanted growth : . " *_m - c » "Work as you have never worked before," said the Postmaster-'Geri-eral,, the Hon, P, C. Web)), whep. opening the Hamilton chief post office last Monday. ''Any miner who handles a shovelful less coal, any farmer who grows - fewer turnip's, any businessman who does not see that his business is conducted with 'the utmost efficiency is helping the Hitler crowd to come out on top., IT IS A TIME FOR WORK, FOR BLOOD, FOR SWEAT, ETC." In* the next column of the - same issue: "Eighteen! trout were caught by the Minister of Public Works, the Hon. R. . Semple, and the f Minister of Labour, the Hon. P. C. Webb, who spent the weekend at Taupo. Mr Semple . secured/ the largest fish, a trout of 91b, Mr Webb's best being 71b." That, incidentally, followed a day at the Claudelands Trots. No comment -is required but it is a suggestion that if the Chamber of Commerce concentrated on securing' the necessary licence" to stage a race meeting—and if they! formed the club and secured the ground, of course—the PostmasterGeneral would be more- favourably disj)osed towards the town and the new post office should follow. - At least, he would visit W T hakatane. 0 • ' m - • lin a letter to the London Times, Mr C. Pa ley Scott, the well known. K.C 1? states: "We all agree that only military objectives should be attacked; . but now that Germany has bombed the oil tank's near Buckingham Palace, is it not time that to bombed the. submarine base at Berchtesgaden?"

m [ 1 * • According to the German radio any columnist .wlio has ever made a'dirty' crack against Hitler Is in for a frightful time. I hope I'm sent to Greece—rit would be easier to slip out of there. ' : Take it for what it is worth, " but I consider that Mr F. WV . K. Raymond is the logical leader for 1 any . Home Guard : cavalry unit after his demonstration of just how to ride the high horse. His dismissal of the suggested co-operation between town and country members of the Hornet GuardV by way of harvesting assistance, was abrupt and without justice to the proposal. * - •" ' *.' m r The policy of sending Jehovah's ■Witnesses" to- goal is enough to beat the banned. ' I m m A; BALLAD OF THE WATERFRGNT? O, Who's for the wind and the rain, lads, t , By the side of the salty sea,' While the big piles creak with pain, lads, - • , And the wharf shed's on our lee?" There's some likes a game of bowls. .**, lads, Wlien a Sunday leaves them free,. But the Avharf when the thunderrolls, lads. Is the place for you and me-. Leave the hatches -battened down, lads. Let the winches, idle be. „ While the cranes with rust, go_bro\m lads. - ' - ' We're hired and we'll, earn our N fe<s

It's treble for us to-day, lads,. And the storm will last till tea. There's a Avar and we've got to stay, lads, So here's to a grand countree! (Continued foot previous column).