PETROL PEPYS DIARY
Early up and to coach, it being the daye I have set in my mind to ride forth to the accessorie merchant’s and busk noble new trumpet with rubber bulb to fix to the windshield of our brave little galloping chariot. But curses! did get into lubberly traffick jam at the crossroad in towne, where some nettlebrained gudgeon hath slain his engine befront a nidderling whimwham tram-car, and the conductor must needs get out and helpe him put shoulder to the load of scrap iron and push it to curb. And Lord! methought they would keep at the sorry work until noontide, albeit I did give aid by the blowing of my raucous rattle-horn all the while, which give me more pleasure than anything in the worlde. Thence to the sundry-gudgeon’s, where did buy three brave trumpets, each tuned in its own key, and though 1 have need but for one of the trinkets, methinks they will look mightie prettic sprouting forth like lillies and crying out at the slubbergullions who linger too long in our path when out for pleasure come Sunday. And so homeward in high spirits to show the gay knicknacks to my spouse, poor sorry wretch.
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Sun (Auckland), Volume 1, Issue 112, 2 August 1927, Page 10
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203PETROL PEPYS DIARY Sun (Auckland), Volume 1, Issue 112, 2 August 1927, Page 10
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