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Manawatu Herald, Volume XLVIII, Issue 3688, 8 September 1927, Page 4

When the Bristol fighter was landing at the Hawera racecourse, on Saturday, a number of small boys, who had congregated in a part of the racecourse far from the crowd, found when the ’plane was alighting that they were near death, for the machine, in alighting —although it made a good landing —swerved before touching earch and, in its path as it took its final sweep, were several small boys. It was only instant prostration while the ’plane flew over them that saved them from death or severe injury (states the News). While walking down Hereford Street, last week, I saw a cauliflower lying in the middle of the road —evidently lost from a vegetable cart (says a correspondent of the Christchurch “Sun”). It was somewhat knocked about, with the exception of a goodly part of the flower, which was intact, but apart from the stalks. As I came nearer. I saw, to my surprise, a well dressed girl run into the road, grab up

the flower portion, and make a hurried “get-away” to a waiting limousine—and an expensive one at that —into which the gifl retired, sitting down alongside a lady attired in the usual heavy fur coat.