Fun with food
Punch and the comic papers continue to thrive on the food trouble, which has never been so much a trouble that they were unable to get fun out of it. The Ministry of Food is innocent of humour; surprise is its strong point. It announces, for
example, that one pig is equal in food value to two sheep, weight for weight. Which is to say that from a slice of fried bacon at breakfast you get as much good as from two slices of roast mutton at dinner. This is official, and may be relied on. In the matter of tea, we read without emotion that much may be done with hawthorn tips and hedgerow clippings; our judicious teablenders must have known that all along. But when we come to the familiar potato we find to our astonishment that there are a world of things to learn. Major H. de Fonblanque Cox, Garrick Club, W.C. writes to the Pall Mall Gazette that ‘‘certain sportsmen in County Galway train their greyhounds and bring them to the slips in perfect condition exclusively on roast potatoes.’’ Maybe; but these will be Irish greyhounds; I doubt whether any Sassenach dog would thrive on praties, roast or boiled. An Irish labourer can do a hard day’s work on this diet alone. — Civis — ODT, 15.6.18.
The Clinton River Canyon: a telephoto taken from the summit of McKinnon’s Pass, on the Milford Sound Track. — Otago Witness, 19.6.1918.