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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Brussels Post, 1960-09-15, Page 2HRONICLES 1NGERFARM eve-axial:me P. ctoxike 0111W-- -ifore *up #41Ve:( Si 0141...6' 440tici!,24., fit /1,17,1•Oty..=t 0 6.-4"...":1''°.-• 413W.A.I.V.;;`Vtit t;- 1.1,004' .,Ona...40frr:( 14. • 611-a 1110" P 11\74 17,0•V? '!i0 • "%lb.. .46 our._ 6 se PEdK AND PECK Getting the bird doesn't leather Gregory Peck who is Making a hew movie, "The Guns of Naverone," Lnridori, England. Peter`, a professional seagull, has a part, too. ORIENTAL CALL Pagodalike telephone booth is installed in San. Francisco's Chinatown. Chinese lettering identifies, it as "Electric Voice House." Putting in a call, little Rosalyn Lee gets boost from Helen Funai, left, and Mai Wing. CIA Cornish. Coast Everybody .Paints. Peieting is so popular ill Corr., wall as to be an industry in eelf. With the pc,. sible excep"eort raf London there is newhe.re „in Britain where there are so many artists living and workirig.. Here, working under varied conditions — in .converted fiehe cellars, in wide-windeweci in old-fashioned wooden studios and in bright new cer.erete ones built to • specification—ertistes. Of Many outlooks and techniques have not only made their hemee, but in many cases their reputa- tions.... The explanetion is .not a. simple. one. . The climate, the bril- liant light, the almost Mediter- ranean blue of the sea, the fas- cinating formations of rocks and cliffs, hills and valleys, sand and pebble shoes—these are some of the more obivous attractions. So, too, is the comparative freedom and easiness of life in a small but cosmopolitan town such as St. Ives, as compared to most of the provincial towns and indus- trial areas; the congenial atmo- sphere of working and living among large groups of fellow artists; the facilities of numerous art galleries and showrooms, Catch the Stars 1 011Vr ..--.0-4 4,....„-.4....„._, ,..H.,..4.,.,...„, ..,......„.......,..„„,,„,, 1 lift.--11111".4‘ 477,*1b .41; ''' it.V sa 1 I Cr,. r'',A 4 ti 1 . e .1 .*:-... .4 7:dr. 41 1to t € 'N' -, . ',.."'igil",;,.....4...,‘..‘sly V•iiirAii.;i ilf ItITI ktii0 17.494 4.-reilr Summer snowflakes: Dainty doilies are welcoming gifts cool, refreshing touch for tab:es. Lightning-swilt, crochet! Star• these doilies on coffee table,. dresser, anywhere! Pattern 603: directions eee-inch round; 81 square; 71 '2 x ilee oval in No. 50. Send THIRTY-FIVE CENTS (stamps cannot be accepted, use postal note for safety) for this pattern to LAURA WHEELER, Box 1, 123 Eighteenth St., New Toronto; Ont. Print plainly PAT-. TERN .NIMBER, your NAME and ADDRESS. New! Nev:: New: Ow 1960 Laura Wheeler Needlecraft Book is ready NOW! Crammed with exciting, unusual, popular de-. signs to crochet, knit, sew, ern- btoider, quit, weave — fashion:,, home furnishings, toys, gifts, ba- zaar hits. In the book FREE — 3 quilt patterns. Hurry, send 25 cents for your copy. sevorai alt se letittee ciuts sees, other meetlng places; and, last. but by no thi s teeet. a te , pathetic local pziptilation d This is an important point. but it does net provide a fhttli unmet.. to the ceuetil . it (too .not E•lucidatti tilt resel CX!,::4111• ticir; which rename hidden eonies where in Cornwall it-elf. Per- haps it i3 some eert fceve. a: rroenetic force (ter Cornwall .draws artists like a megnet, pun. ing with some underlying hid- den strength. Whielt -cannot be reststed). . By tar the greatest rumher w in Cornwall hare been -en r`. 11t down to .the Land's. .nti peninsula; to be more pre- cise, to that area known as Per- which .comprises the coast- line from Marezion and Penzance round via Newlyn, Mousehole. Lamorna, Portheurno„ Sennen, St. Just, Zennor, and back to St. Ives, and including the inland area of lonely moors, cairns and crags and boulder-strewn hill- sides such as . Trencrarn. This is indeed a • beautiful landscape for the artist.. There is a sense of grim, unrelenting battle about this Land's End coastline. Even on a hot, cloud- less, June day the sea never gives the impression of being quite at peace. The waves lap- pine around the salt-flecked rocks, splashingethe-agulls and cormorants as they sunbathe, have an angry, irritable flicker to them. The rocks and cliffs themselves carry the same sense of inward, seething strength. From "Britain's Art Colony by the Sea," by Denys Val 13:1ker. Is. Idleness Making You A Neurotic? Dawdling beside a back-yard swimming pool or puttering around a barbecue pit might seem an idyllic way to spend a long, leisurely weekend, but as Dr. Alexander Martin. a New York psychiatrist, diagnoses it, too much leisure can lead to **Sunday neurosis." This ailment, he told the World Federation far Mental Health at annual meeting in Edinburgh, Erse:Land, last month, is really a severe case of the blues, caused by "an inner compulsion to work." People who have such a compulsion, the psychiatrist said, develop geilt feelings when they are idle — and now, with more people spending more leisure time than ever before, and with pressure mete:sting for a four-day work week, the problem is be- ante: ,t,reerica and Britain" Ur. Martin said. 'there are thous- ands of peen: "- _,ave tNe.--) and. even three jots beeause they are appeeently net ab.le or ready te use their free time." For such people, he went •on„ idleness can lead to' severe depression and even suicide. "More thought," he. admonished. "should be given to. the greater number of suicides which occur during weekends. holidays, and vacations." Dr, Martin scoffed at the no- tion that people will eventually learn to handle free time by themselves. Psychiatry, he said, must find a way to give them a. helping hand. Otherwise, he warned, in the automated life of the future, with its promise of great leisure, human beings may become "sterile robots, alienated from life and from themselves, living vicariously and so deaden- ed that they compulsively seek overstimulation from the ex- treme, the lurid, the bizerre, and the macabre." I have been annoyed any numb& of times by having my calls responded to by "telephone answering service." There is something so impersonal about it and it often takes several hours to get through to the per- son you're really calling. But now I have come to the conclu- sion that it has its points. I could do wi th it myself just new: For the last five days Partner has been in the hospital for minor surgery. Naturally there have been plenty of telephone calls. Necessary ones I welcome but unnecessary ones drive rue frantic. Offers to clean carpets, magazine subscriptions, Christ- mas cards and so on. You just have to answer the phone — it :night be important. Partner's operation was sche- :iuled for noon on Friday so he went to hospital on Thursday, Next morning no breakfast. The time hung heavy so he phoned me twice during the morning. Then one of the doctors called, told me they would be operating ebout two o'clock and to stay home and he would call me. I waited and waited, aeraid to leave the house for a minute in case the telephone should rine. At five o'clock I called the floor supervisor. Yes, Mr. Clarke we back in his room and was com- ing along nicely. I still had to wait for the doctor's call, which I didn't get until nearly seve,i. He had a confinement case in the same hospital at the same time and couldn't leave, By seven o'clock I was down to the hospital but Partner was too drowsy and uncomfortable to talk, Since then he has been improving steadily and should be home in a few days. As for rue I hadn't been sleep- ing too well — which is under- standable — so I took a sleep- ing pill Saturday night (doc- tor's prescription) and was still dead to the world at eight-thirty Sunday morning when the tele- phone rang. It wee Partner. Of course he hed had his break- fast and wondered why I took so long to answer the phone, After that I rot myself a quick break- Fest and then took a both. lied hardly got into it when the telephone rane again. This Wile it was a neighbour. I explained I was drip )ing wet and drape d in a bath towel. Would she call again. There were other rings, some important, some trivial, which have led me to the con., elusion that busy people can be saved a lot of time by malci.tg use of telep!.one answering ser- vice. It seems strange around twee without Partner but I have been so busy I haven't had time to be lonesome. One neighbour said — "Do you mind being alone — .1re you nervous?" Nervous: I went to bed one nigh+ and for- ot to lock the cleer.4. Ti 410tVOU5 I •am. No, I am ri,Jt afraid of being alone. I am more afraid of the little things that can go wrong — and often du The kitchen sink got slightly plugged and I had to deal with that. If Partner had been there he would have disconnected the goose-neele.end cleaned it, I for- got to water the garden for two nights and the plants got badly wilted. The gladioli needed stak- ing. Before I got around to it one of them was leaning over saying its prayers. Saturday morning I went shopping yet Sunday morning found me with- out butter. A minor detail, of course, I made out very nicely with margarine which I keep in the house for cooking. Art was here Friday night. He naturally wanted a last minute report on Partner to take to Dee at the cottage. She had to be reassured else she migh have come flying home. Which would have been quite unnecesarye-Bob and family were here Sunday. And so it goes. And the weather. We are fin- ally getting a taste of summer heat and humidity, but very little rain. We don't appreciate the change but then at Exhibi- tion time it is nearly always hot and sticky. Anyway the heat has brought my late-planted gladioli into bloom. Just a dozen bulbs I bought from a church sale, certified and in mixed colours. It is interesting to watch them come into bloom not know- ing what they will be. There is an ordinary pink, mauve and a yellow. There is also one just coming cut that is almost black — a reddish-black. Another is orange with black spots, Never seen one like it before. And nearly every bulb has produced two bloom stalks. I didn't know that was possible. But then there is a lot T don't knew about clads — but I do love them. Must grow more next year. Yes- terday there was a humming-, bird flitting from one !flower to another — the smallest I've ever eon. Grayish — not blue .and green like we used to sec on thie ram. Speaking of Ginger Farm, the barn and shed on the farm just opposite burnt to the ground last week. Always afraid it might as there was no one liv- ing on, the place. Mc'tlern Etiautritte I Anne AableY Q. whoi, it Mail is dining in h itStatillitit With his 'wife; and another couple stops at their table for a fore' words, intist lira rise? A. A men always rises when a women 'stops at his table. Is it all right to use the telephene to thank a person for soiling. flowers?' A. This is accept; tale a h *r• note ct thanks is. area round !Rpmcmcv In A Bottle • Shapely Pmila Jennings, a pretty red-haired 'London type tit, was basking on the beach at lienidorm, Spain, last summer, when she spotted a bottle bounc- ing in the surf, She ran forward and fished it out of the water, opened it and found a note in- side. It had been written by a United States serviceman eta" (toned on the lonely Azores air base. Chuck Wilson asked any pretty girl who might find it to write to him. He enclosed a photo and brief details. Paula saw that he was a rug- gedly handsome man; tall and dark haired. In fact, he seemed to fit all her dreams of the Ideal Man. She wrote to him from Spain. In London she found a letter from him on her return from holiday. Then he telephoned her at one pound a minute. After- wards, he wrote: "Hearing your voice confirmed all my hopes, Will you be my wife?" She cabled back: "Yes, Love from a bottle cannot be reject- ed." The cable took only a few hours to get to Chuck, though his bottle had taken three months to reach Paula. They -will be married in. America this year. And the bottle will have a place of honour at the recep- tion. Their romance illustrates the amazing variety of services that drifting bottles perform. Fish- ing, navigation, religion — all owe success to the fragile voy- agers, Breakable they may seem, but a properly-corked bottle is probably the world's best sailor. Hurricanes, which can sink huge ships, have no effect on bottles. They bob through the storms, carrying their messages across the oceans of the globe. One wine bottle floated for six years, covering an estimated 20,000 miles in the process. It was launched by a German sci- entific expedition in 1929 in the South Indian Ocean. Inside it was a typed message, facing out- wards, asking any 'finders to throw the bottle back into the sea unopened. It travelled to the tip of South America, rounded Cape Horn, sailed on into the Atlantic, re- traced its course and went back to the warm Indian Ocean, It was opened by mistake in Aus- tralia by a young girl, before she read the message. The speed of a drifting bottle depends on wind and currents, Five years ago, I launched a bottle near Port Said, Egypt. ' Last week, I had a letter saying it had been washed ashore at almost exactly the spot I had cast it in.. It had drifted around in a quiet corner of the Medi- terranean before returning to land, writes Brian James-in "Tit- Bits." Another bottle I launched got caught up by the Gulf Stream and covered a spanking seven sea miles a day for six months before landing on the coast of india! Glass lasts almost indefinitely — as was proved a few years back near' Chatham, Kent. A ship sunk over 250 years ago SALLY'S SALLIES 'Did you say, Madam, your husband said you chin too much?" was salvaged. Among the junk hauled to the surface were six tightly-corked bottles. The II- <titcl in them wn not fit to drink, but the bottles were per- fect, This year, the battle for Bri- tain's beaches will be fought with bottles, The menace from sludge oil this 'summer will be at its peak. More tankers are plying the ocean taxies. The crude oil they carry leaves a sticky deposit like tar, which the ships must get rid of. When this sludge gets close to land it is carried ashore by currents and fouls beaches, rocks and shingle. The stains are very hard ,to wash from the skin and impossible to remove from clothing, In a last hid to try to end the inevitable ruin of all the beaches, scientists who special- ize in currents, have been study- ing water movements around our shores. The easiest way to trace them is to note the courses of bottles launched at selected points, The experts are looking 'for currents which drift well, clear of the holiday spots and will take the sludge with them. Bottles have played their part in history. In the 16th century Queen Elizabeth appainted an official Uncorker of Bottles. He spent all his life roaming the coasts of Britain seeking bottles. The post lasted for two hundred y ears. Last year, a woman's life was saved by a bottle landing on the hot sands of Tasmania, She was frail. Mrs. Edna Gorringe. For thirty-five years she had pined about the fate of her son, Dennis. He had been a soldier in World War One. During the fighting in France he had van- ished. The strain of waiting all that time had made, her ill. Two years ago doctors told her that if she continued to mope she would will herself into the grave. Last March, the bottle came ashore. In it was a message from Dennis, It read: "Mother, when you get this I will be dead. I have been mortally wounded. My friend, Peter, is going to get this to you somehow . ." Peter 'forgot to post it. Only on a homeward bound troopship did he recollect. It was too late then. The ship was sunk by the enemy. Before he was flung into the sea, Peter shoved the note into a bottle and threw it over the ship's side. After she had got over the shock, Mrs. Gorringe recovered quickly. Even more startling was the case of a Japanese seaman who set out in 1784 to seek buried treasure. The ship was wrecked in a hurricane. The seaman and a few other crew members were washed ashore on a Pacific atoll. Death was close. There was rio food. The sun was blinding. Sharks waited off-shore, The seaman carved a brief ac- count of their tragedy on a piece of bark. He popped it into an empty saki-wine bottle and Launched it. The bottle set out on its jour- hey, And 150 years later it came to rest — in the harbour of the village where the seaman had been born. This year there is a fortune entrusted to the waves: It is a small armada of bottles, holding gift vouchers worth many thou- sands of pounds. The fleet was launched by an Australian firm to mark its anniversary. The last reported positron of the bottles was in the Atlantic. Who knows—one of them might drift on to a beach right at your Leet this summer! Q. When one is in doubt as to whether an invitation can be ac- cepted or not, how should the acknowledgement be worded? A. There should be no uncer- tainty about the acknowledge- ment. You MOST state definite- ly whether or not you can ac- cept the invitation. Popviar Culottes.' PRIN1tv• • 4823 WAisT 4 / b't,iZ erizieenee SEA SNOW — Yvette Miruuieui gets set to throw's snowball as she ankles her way through the surf at Venice Beach. Not ex- actly snowballs, though.'Crush- ed ice balls. Fashion's newest hit! Stsp• smartly in culottes — they eons , bine the ease of pants with the flattery of a skirt. Make them in gay cotton for summer, rayon for fall or back to cantons, Printed Pattern 4823: Weiet Size 24, 25, 26, 28, 30, 32, 34. Sir:' 28 takes 3t't yards 45-inch. Printed directions on each pet tern part. Easier, accurate. Send. FIFTY CENTS tstemp,, cannot be accepted, use postnl note for safety) for this pateem. Please print plainly SI': F., NAME, ADDRESS, STV,e; NUMBER. Send order to ANNE ADA' .5. Box 1, 123 Eighteenth St.. 17:tw Toronto, Ont, ISSUE 37 — 1960 STEP SAVER — This is not a flat escalator. It Is a Mewing side w alk,• something cities have , ilieir eyes en as an answer to Moving heavy p'..;dezfridn traHic. This Speedwalk passenger on veyor system 13 installed in Fitedornlande d hew amuseririeril pcirk.