PETROL PEPYS DIARY
Up amply betimes and guttle breakfast hastily, for it is the daye I have promised to -take my pigeon to gaze at the gay. chitterlings in brave shop windows. So we to coach and galumphing right merrilie to the marts when I fall into chinmusique with the sorry wench and do not notice that we drive north into middle of publick square albeit the traffic gudgeon holde his hands east and west. The fellow, righte wroth, approach to berate me for a slubber-gullion, but see the badge of the Order of Centipedes upon my waistcoat lapel, and quick as a hash did cross his handes behind his necke and draw his left knee chinwards, which shew him to be brother member of our lodge. So I alight and we to the ground, centipede-like, and grovel about one another thrice, which is the mystic greeting signe of the order, whilst an hundred dolts screech their motor-trumpets in impatience to pass; but we, right merrie, one with the other, have no ear for the pettifogging racket, and chit-chat gaily of this and that. Thence on my way in high spirits.
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Sun (Auckland), Volume I, Issue 130, 23 August 1927, Page 6
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191PETROL PEPYS DIARY Sun (Auckland), Volume I, Issue 130, 23 August 1927, Page 6
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