WHILE THE KETTLE BOILS

New Zealand Listener, Volume 1, Issue 20, 10 November 1939, Page 43

WHILE THE KETTLE BOILS

Dear Friends, This year every New Zealander will celebrate an extra birthday-his own natal day, and New Zealand’s historic hundredth birthday! Long years of living; of brave endeavour and _ stirring progress. Our minds go back in honour and pride to those stubborn old fighters who pioneered New Zealand’s green land. Many of these were kin to us, and it is their memory we now commemorate. They shall be with us to-day, a vast shadowy army, sharing our pride; content in the knowledge that the flag they reared is still being carried forward. The culmination of those hundred years of progress will be seen in New Zealand’s Centennial Exhibition that will be opened as some of you are glancing at this page. It is a proud hour for each and every one of us, and the eyes of the world will be turned our way. England, Canada, Australia, all will be fittingly represented, and no effort has been spared to make the occasion worthy of the great ideal it embodies, It is left for New Zealanders to enjoy the fruits of their work. Exhibition Day means Red Letter Day. There will be entertainment for young and old alike. For months the kiddies have been saving their pennies for a descent on Playland, and they will find there all the fun and excitement of the Fair. Women, too, have been busy preparing for the important event. The heart-burning and exquisite qualms that have gone in the choice of this or that ensemble for the festive occasion! Many gorgeous evening gowns have already been paraded at the initial function of the Celebrations, the Centennial Ball. It is a long time since Wellington has emerged in such a glory of colour and splendour. We are not often granted such a truly fitting excuse to parade all our pretties-our smartest frocks and most alluring hats. If Nature keeps on our side by giving us perfect days, summery clothes will be well to the fore. Gaily figured prints and cool shady hats are both attractive and practical. A little word of warning. On your Exhibition day, don’t wear uncomfortable, stilt-heeled shoes. By the end of the day, or before, you will find yourself a cot-case somewhere-to say nothing of spoiling your day’s enjoyment. If you find yourself wearying by the time luncheon is over, the Woman’s Section has a Little Theatre where you can rest your toes and be entertained by interesting Demonstrations on all subjects relating to women’s interests and activities. There is something in the Exhibition to meet every mood. If you feel like a quiet hour in a picture theatre, you can have it. If you feel like dancing, there is music and a dance floor-or a cabaret to entertain you. Nothing has been forgotten im this grand show. I wish you all a happy Exhibition Day-and a happy national birthday! ‘ I shall be there, too, sharing in the fun. Yours cordially,

Cynthia