PIO PIO.

King Country Chronicle, Volume VI, Issue 459, 24 April 1912, Page 7

PIO PIO.

Own Correspondent,

"Your Own" is still alive, although you may have been beginning to think otherwise, but since writing last, he has, like a few others of our fellow citizens, been on holiday bent. Our hall is at last completed, and looks an imposing structure. The official opening is billed for May 9th, and the Pio Pioites are to be regaled with hakas, pui dances, and a brass band, not to mention plenty of "kai." The township still progresses, the latest addition being the e-ection of a bakehouse and tea rooms, Mr Ferguson being the proprietor. Good luck to him. I say. I heard one unhappy bachelor remark the other day, how we will always be able to get bread and not eat dog biscuits, when ihe waggons run into a swamp or over a bank. So, perhaps, lam not alone in my well wishes. It is astonishing how many bachelor establishments there are here. Pio Pio should be a spinsters' paradise, that is, if they are matrimonially inclined. The spinsters, 1 mean. Our main street is being metalled at a phenomenal rate, dozens of waggons being employed. At least, I think there are dozens. I tried to count them, but it made my headache, so I gave -it up. We are having the general King Country weather here at present, but, as the old lady remarked, "any weather is better lhan none."