tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6681240457828598676.post6398085801389361132..comments2024-01-17T12:21:57.231+13:00Comments on Distractions: Fashion crimesChris Bourkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00778690327406325923noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6681240457828598676.post-53768693556000765892008-06-04T10:43:00.000+12:002008-06-04T10:43:00.000+12:00Great stuff, Chris. I was but a child in Hawera at...Great stuff, Chris. I was but a child in Hawera at the time of this court case but I remember regular run-ins with the local MB cowboys on High Street on Friday nights (the highlight of the week, when shops stayed open until 9pm!). There were a couple of milk bars but the place with the most notoriety was The Black Cat Cafe (which was still there about 5 or 6 years ago).<BR/>All pretty harmless really but I do vividly remember one encounter with a MBC, who used pretty exotic language for the time eg when we protested about being bullied, his reply was that 'He didn't give a continental!'.<BR/>Another interesting aspect of life in Hawera in the 1950s was that there was a wine bar on High Street. A place of great mystery but I suspect Ronald Hugh M. spent much time there. I also remember the old tattooed Maori ladies, smoking pipes on the steps of the Council building. It also seems like another century!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com