IN PASSING

Waikato Times, Volume 121, Issue 20254, 24 July 1937, Page 18 (Supplement)

IN PASSING

j Notes and Snapshots

"Not,” said Felicity, viciously, ‘‘that you can get any of them to talk sense anyway; it's all Springboks, Springboks; Springboks! Of course, I'm sure that It is marvellous to have suoh Jolly visitors, but, after all, to have them as a lunch topio every day for a week 1* rather over the fence.” I waited patiently to hear what the real grievance was. When Fellolty begins fault-finding there is usually something behind it. “And to tell you the worst,” said Felicity, tragically, "I had a letter from Paul, saying he was going through from the wilds to the Springbok match, and would probably call in to see me In the evening. And, Penny, I hadn’t -seen him for FOUR MONTHS, and that was when I had all day to spend beautifying myself. So I thought that, being a special occasion, I would go and have a facial and my hair fixed and look really nice.” “Very I said; “but where is the tragedy?" Felicity sniffed. “In the afternoon I decided to dean that dirty old file cupboard,” she said; “so I put on Babs’ awful old maroon sweater-cum-coat and set to. And Paul, the brute, arrived when I was in the middle of it. And I had black all over my face where a dusty cover fell on me, and my hair all standing up where Babs had ruffled It, and tied with a bit of string by James.” “Well,” I said,; between laughs, muoh to Felicity’s disgust, "and what did Paul think of his little Garbo?” Felicity brightened a little. “He didn’t seem to mind,” she admitted, “but just as the brute was going he said: "Thank goodness, you’ve put on a bit of weight; you were far too skinny before!" “SKINNY!” said Fellolty venomously. “I’ve never been SKINNY in my life. Slender, perhap*; but SKINNY 1" and she stamped furiously out. Funny how one always meets one’s GREAT moments entirely at one’s worst.

Did you hear about the cynic who told the Modern Girl that a ring on the Anger was worth ten on the ’phone ?

Tops thl-s week to a dinner frock In bottle green with shirred Raglan sleeves, bias-cut skirt and a dull gold girdle and flower. And tops again to another dinner frock of fuohsia cobweb lace with a lovely low oowl neok caught in the oentre and a marvellous necklace of amethysts and tiny seed pearls on a silver chain, just like a spiderweb with dewdrops on it, to finish it. And very low marks to the girl I saw walking along in a smart tweed suit with two inches of pink slip showing, which quite ruined the effect.

I read in the market reports where butter was quietly firm and oheese was quiet. Not like Some cheeses I have met!

If you should by ohaned seo anyone walking along mouthing silent words and waving their arms about, susploiously like ZaSu Pitts and any other of your screen favourites, do not be unduly worried; just remember that there is a Drama Festival whioli promises to be even more successful that the inaugural one la-at year, beginning on Monday. And just remember, too, that even if you erroneously think you would be no good at it yourself, these festivals provide a wonderful opportunity of improving your histrionic knowledge and having a thoroughly enjoyable evening. I have seen lots of the backstage work at oth#r festivals, and always I have found that both players and audience have a tremendous amount

of fun, and that there i-s usually a very varied and interesting programme which covers work of many of the leading dramatists. •** * . I see the paper says the farmers are worse off. When 1 remember what the farmers said about their position this time last year I’m sure it couldn’t bo possible now. Honours tills week to the brain that devised a “scavenger hunt” at~a recent party, when straight bananas, sea shells, and green grasshoppers were only a few of the commodities that were at a premium. Harassed shopkeepers found their premises invaded by bright young things, with their equally bright escorts, imbued with a zealous, desire to bring their llather puzzling, one would think, to And a sea-shell in an inland town, but apparently the frosty night was most conducive to clear thinking, for repealed descents upon the Ashshells proved the ingenuity of tho rising generation. On the other hand, tho sight of sundry revellers making intermittent jabs into the air as they continued their peregrinations down the street might cause one to opine that said generation is after all inferior to its forerunners —but then, you see, a moth was

among the things a good scavenger had to bring back to the parly. News Headline—-'‘Scotland's Collapse.” It would appear that the Scots thought the New Zealanders were giving away runs too freely, and were duly shocked to death!