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RETIRED POLICE-WOMAN AND MIDDLE-AGED MAN IN LYCRA

October 3, 2018 October 2018 Comments Off on RETIRED POLICE-WOMAN AND MIDDLE-AGED MAN IN LYCRA

South Wairarapa Rebus Club

The speaker at our October meeting, Friday 26th, is Brenda Gale, a retired police officer who spent ten years in the service culminating in membership of the Family Safety Team at Masterton. She will talk in some detail about the structure of the Police in the Wairarapa, a sort of “who does what and where”, and illustrate that with some of her personal stories of jobs and experiences.

Those attending our August meeting were fascinated by actor Mark Hadlow who entertained us with a fund of stories from his long career as an actor on stage, on television and in movies. No great lover of reality television, Mark encouraged us to support live theatre in all its forms. His solo performances as a Sensitive New Age Guy in SNAG and Middle Aged Men in Lycra in the more recent MAMIL came to life, briefly, as Mark sketched the backgrounds and shared the experience of presenting them on stage.  … Continue Reading

Southern Netball

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Southern Netball started the season named a finalist in the Wairarapa Sports Award Club of the Year and finished with the Southern Steel being named Netball Wairarapa Primary School team of the Year – Sportsmanship, Improvement and results with many fabulous achievements in between including the Storm winning grade 4 and continued club growth.

This year players from Featherston were welcomed along to the club we continued to have great support from Featherston, Tuhirangi and Martinborough Senior Clubs.

Many fabulous people contributed to the season’s success – coaches, managers, umpires, committee members, players, parents, grandparents, cheerleaders and fundraisers a contribution greatly appreciated. … Continue Reading

The Devil is in the Detail

October 3, 2018 October 2018, Regular Features Comments Off on The Devil is in the Detail

Waihinga Centre 

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With the major structural elements of the Town Hall and Waihinga Centre completed, the focus is now on the interior and the exterior surroundings. Myriads of details are being attended to daily. 

Inside the Town Hall the Supper room ceiling is in place and ready for painting.

In the new building attaching the ply wood to the ceiling is a much more complicated affair with each piece needing to be carefully measured and cut exactly to fit around the windows and columns.

Between the two buildings “The Street” is likewise being panelled in plywood.  “The Street”, will provide an opportunity to showcase art or photographic displays” says Victoria Read from the Waihinga Charitable Trust. “We are really looking forward to the numerous ways in which we can use the Waihinga Centre.  Imagine all of the photos of our soldiers being displayed here over the ANZAC day commemorations. Everyone coming in and out would stop to remember.” … Continue Reading

War Stories 

October 3, 2018 October 2018 Comments Off on War Stories 

Toni Pyle Part 6

My father now felt it necessary to collect food from the farmers in the east of the country, who had plenty. He made many excursions by bike to villages there, carrying linen and cordite lamps (which he had made himself) in exchange for grain, oats, butter and eggs. It was not easy getting the food home as he had to avoid other hungry people and German control points.

Many people went there, biking, walking, some pushing carts and prams. Men and boys fell by the roadside and died of starvation but the women seemed to keep going. The main roads were also very dangerous because of shooting from the allied planes.

As the weeks passed, it became more and more difficult for my father to get home on the weekends. He was usually brought home in a car powered by wood or coal instead of petrol and someone sat on the bonnet watching for planes. This became too dangerous so the car trips suddenly stopped. My father didn’t know this and laden with food, he decided to take a bike. When the axle broke he tied the front wheel to his body and carried on. Luckily, he somehow got a message to us that he would be late so that we didn’t wait and worry in vain. Early in the morning we heard his special whistle but we couldn’t rush out to greet him because of the curfew. My father was safe because he had a permit, in fact he managed to get granted papers for all sorts of things. He arrived dreadfully pale and exhausted with swollen feet but a good meal and rest soon saw him come right again. He had brought home plenty of food. … Continue Reading