Vacationing Scot Tries but Fails to Find Place in Sun

--Andrew Niven wanted to escape from rain in his native Scotland, so he came to sunny Florida for a vacation. Hurricane Elena greeted him. He headed for the Bahamas--just in time for Hurricane Gloria. “Poor guy,” said his travel agent, John Cushing, of Ormond Beach, Fla. Niven, of Aberdeen, arrived in Daytona Beach about three weeks ago. He rode out the end of Elena’s close brush with Florida, then sat out the even heavier rain that fell over the state last week. “Then I booked him to the Bahamas,” Cushing said. Niven arrived in Nassau on Monday. The next day, the government warned that Gloria would bring high winds, high tides and monstrous waves. “There’s just a sort of breeze here now, but it was very windy last night,” he said late Wednesday, after Gloria brushed by the islands and headed for the United States. “It’s still very hot and it’s clouded over.” But Niven has no regrets. “I came from eight weeks of rain in Scotland,” he said.

--When James E. Craddock’s 1980 Chevrolet Chevette disappeared from a parking lot in Woods Hole, Mass., last week, he didn’t expect a considerate thief. But this week, Craddock received a post card from Canada. The writer thanked him for the use of his car and said he could retrieve it at the Newark, N.J., airport’s north terminal, Lot 3. “It has a full tank of gas and is in good shape,” the card said. “Sorry for the inconvenience. Thank you very much. . . . P.S.: Keys are on top of left rear tire.”

--Kenya Airways should fire its ugly hostesses and hire true African beauties, M.P. Martin Shikuku said in Nairobi. Speaking in Parliament, he said: “We need beautiful girls with good figures and not those who are fat on top and thin downwards. . . . We need girls with natural hair and not those who paint their lips and look as though they have been sucking blood.”

--As part of Hattie Rose Day in Postville, Iowa, police will pick up Rose’s 50,000th pie and deliver it to a restaurant, where it will be auctioned to raise money for the local hospital. “Somebody said it would be auctioned for $300. I sure wouldn’t pay that much, because I don’t even like apple-and-raisin-cream pie,” said Rose, 82, who started counting her pies in 1967. She bakes them as a hobby. “It’s wonderful to think that people are so nice. But I’m still a plain old lady. It’s just plain old me.” Ten businessmen have volunteered to get hit in the face with a pie--the first 10 on Rose’s way to 100,000.