PETROL PEPYS DIARY
Up at mid-morn, and after breakfast to my brave little closedin coach, it being: the daye on which I have promised to take my wife forth to the shops to buy gay chintz for the new curtains she is to hange at our garage windows, poor addle-pated thing. But whilst I did pilot through a narrow street some poor gudgeon did slay his engine in our path and we must stop till the miserable thing move again, which vex me so that I ntter sad curse (for which heaven forgive me). Did get out to give the knave a piece of my minde, but finde that it is not a male but a trollop, faire as any I ever did see, and that she smile prettily despite her distress. So did take crank and perspire happily until the motor of her brave brougham did purr, and then make bowe in my best style whilst she drive off singing. And so happily on our way, glad that I have been so chivalrous and kinde to fellowcreature in need, though my sorry spouse berate me for a philandering ninny-whoop, a hussybrain and a petticoat clown.
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Sun (Auckland), Volume 1, Issue 118, 9 August 1927, Page 8
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196PETROL PEPYS DIARY Sun (Auckland), Volume 1, Issue 118, 9 August 1927, Page 8
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