Annotations of Annabel

Radio Record, Volume II, Issue 11, 28 September 1928, Page 13

Annotations of Annabel

"H, DEAREST: With Evangeline-looking her brightest best in cunningly-built suit of black cloth, and severe tan jumper blouse of sublime style, high-collared and immaculate-I visited the Wellington Winter Show. In passing, ’tis not hard to predict the popularity this season, for the business girl, of the plain coat and skirt of good quality and cut. Sensible, suitable, and smart, one welcomes its return to favour. HOUGH guiltless of brag, yet am I second to none in appreciation of the Dominion’s prowess in produc‘tion and manufacture. Industry and enterprise are illustrated wisely and well in many wonderful exhibits to be seen in the new Show Building, whither daily and nightly hasten a happy band of pilgrims questing the fun of the fair. FL VANGELINE is building a cottage -an anti-matrimonial one, be it said, as she scorns the way of a man with a maid-a fascinating equivalent to the once existent "‘but and a ben." Just three rooms in a small, quiet street, boasting most modern bath-room, quaint cupboard and shelves, with labour-saving inventions that shun laborious days. Nearing completion, furniture is, literally, on the tapis; and Evangeline wrestles with the problem with customary competence, excellent taste, and the mot despicable funds at her command. So that she was moved to admiraation of an exhibit exploiting the loveliness of our native woods, heart of kauri and New Zealand birch, cleverly treated, polished, and fashjoned into bedroom furniture of the most beguiling. Clever designing was obvious in this suite, which included the most fascinating of dress-ing-tables, glass-topped, of elegant fashioning-long triple mirror a miracle of convenience and elegance, with no visible framing, but mysteriously screwed into three sheets of gleaming, lovely utility, of infinite appeal to the female of the species. Fain would I acquire it before it is borne off to its long home by someone backed by the power of the almighty dollar. E lingered also at striking exhibit of a well-known manufacturer, surely the last word of comfort in chesterfield and chair, and extraordinarily dignified in skilful upholstery of gold and black brocade. Hartpen floor covering was of putty hue, discreetly limited in decoration, with lampshades of the right rich glow; modish cushions seductively inviting i

in golden satin; while the walls boasted excellent prints of rooms in Buckingham Palace, imparting aristocratic atmosphere to a delightful scheme of colour and comfort. : ENTAL, Nursing, Tourist and other exhibitions of Governmental activities are extremely cleverly organised and displayed; and much admired was an attractive oasis setting forth the delights of the mountains as holiday resort; complete with skis, big boots to climb, alpenstocks, a lovely lady in dashing, non-utilitar-ian sporting kit, and a photograph of the Hermitage, from which one turned with a sudden sigh of longing for remembered evening glow on Mount Cook, blue loveliness of some sweet, small lake amidst the hills of our desire, and cosmopolitan camaraderie of mountaineers and others who await return of the travellers with ower true tales. WE noticed that good causes of Red Cross and Free Ambulance found capable exposition, as, bearing leaflets by the score, regretfully we looked our last on the intriguing throng. In slow passage towards the exit, we added to our store another word in season, in the shape of a recipe-book of wit and originality, extolling the Merit of Mustard; which also is the laudable purpose of an amusing stall, yclept the Mustard Club, where, by way of decoy ducks, are exhibited presentments of the best-beloveds of respective political parties. There, right debonair, smiles the Prime Minister, with, as bodyguard, salubrious Mr. Sidey, reminiscent of long summer days; while the second from the left, shedding all malice and unkindness, is a prominent Labourite who broadly beams upon an admiring world. They are all devotees, one gathers, of that condiment without which British beef loses its savour; a fiery but innocuous taste, and one in which I entirely concur. ARTISAN of measures, not men, one realises with detachment that titanic struggle of Olympians is at hand, the thrills and throes of divervent parties already making themselves felt; all rendered the more interesting by reappearance of our own Sir Joseph in the role of leader, refulgent glow of Liberal limelight upon his manly brow. Meantime there is much speculation and many dark doubts; but the end of the matter cannot be guessed till the numbers go up; and anyhow everyone can’t win in the political game, or any other, as we all know to our cost. Your

ANNABEL

LEE