Page 4, 22nd August 1958

22nd August 1958
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11117onoen----t BY now, I suppose about half of us have either had our annual holiday or are about to have it. To those going on holiday either at home or abroad —good luck with the weather.

And a word of friendly warning to those going abroad for the first time: watch out for the effect that the change in food and drink may have upon you.

Food cooked in butter or olive oil, strong coffee instead of tea, wine instead of beer, and luscious peaches and grapes instead of apples and pears can work havoc. I advise small quantities to begin with, gradually increasing as you become acclimatised.

Watch out, too, for the sun. Never go out in it without a head covering of some kind, even when the day appears to be dull. It's so He really must be working overtime. This beautiful picture of him in Madrid will remind you why he is so powerful.

St. Anthony is my special and favourite saint. Perhaps this is why 1 am not able to ask hill) to help


ye'-s easy to gel sunburnt or sunstroke when you are not used to such strong doses, and if either of these things happen you will spend most of your holiday in pain and misery.


DON'T forget that. if you are

travelling in a Latin country and you get stuck with language or other difficulties, there is always the local priest and, if all else fails, Church I.atin will help mutual understanding.

For the rest of us coming home after carefree days, the house always seems to look smaller than it did when we left it. I wonder why? We seem, too, to have a feeling of flatness in spite of having had a wonderful time and many pleasant memories.

The thing to do here I suggest, is to organise the mornings with jobs in house and garden for all and to try and get out each afternoon for a few days to do something a little different.


IF all families were to lose things as we do in my family, particularly when on holiday, then all I can say is: "Poor St. Anthony".

me find material things I have lost.

have a queer sort of feeling that this isn't fair on him. He was a fine person and lived such a wonderful life,

Whenever a crisis has arisen in my life—and there have been many—I have implored his help to find my lost courage, my sinking hope, my vanished strength of purpose. In all these years, he has never failed to help and intercede for me successfully. He even found me a husband.

Somehow I don't think it is necessary to lose something before you ask St. Anthony's help to find you something—if you know what 1 mean.


vES, some of us are—about

cricket. Every year from April till October the papers, the radio, and the television give us unending pages and hours of cricket. I hope that there are women who feel as I do about this. I do not begrudge our husbands, sons. and other males the pleasure of listening or watching their favourite game. All I say is: must we have so much of it? From no other sport do we receive such a deluge of reports and results, explanations and instructions, descriptions and commentaries until our heads reel.

How many times do we wives and mothers turn on the radio, longing for soothing music or a good play. only to hear the unctuous voice say: ".. . and here are the cricket scores for to-day's play"? Then follow these mysterious figures, and, when they come to an end at last and you breathe a sigh of relief, what happens?

The voice continues: '`. . . and now, because we cannot give you a running commentary on the match which was to have taken place this afternoon, heavy rain having stopped play . . . we take you over to the Oval where our special cricket commentator is waiting to give you a detailed analysis of yesterday's play at Old Trafford". And so it goes on.


PROTEST. Give cricket fans all the news and information they want. But don't penalise those of us who don't want it I Open a fourth programme on the B.B.C. radio and another channel on TV. Start a special cricket edition of a daily newspaper. But leave us our music and plays and the little bit about the sports we do enjoy.

If you don't see my column next week, you will know that I am a victim of the cricketer's revenge.

By the way did you watch the tennis from Wimbledon? Wasn't it good ? I didn't miss a moment of it, but I'm afraid the children were very bored.


q0ME time ago, a friend of mine was asked by her five-year-old son how he came into the world. Gently she explained to him by means of the garden.

She reminded him that in the spring she had given him a packet of seeds to plant and she asked him what had happened. After some thought he replied: "A flower grew."

" That's light." remarked my friend, " and that's just how you were made. ' "Oh," said the little boy seriously, " and did I have my picture on the packet ?

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