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was a light grey suit with a blue hat and light blue blouse, navy shoes and handbag, and when I went to see Beryl. she said to me "are you going out mum?" I said "yes I am meeting a friend. why?' "because you look very nice" and Stan was there and she was going home the next day. So off we went and Harold took me to the Menzies Hotel I think it was and then on to the Tivoli. I forget what the show was but I enjoyed it and then down to the Quay to catch the ferry. I said "no need for you to take me home as you will never get back" he said. "no I must take you right home". So when we got there I thought I had best ask him in for a cup of tea. He thanked me and said "yes I will accept as the last ferry back to the quay has gone and if I may I shall ring a taxi".
So that was that night over, now the holiday weekend in October he rang and asked me would I like to do something. I said "oh I am very sorry but I am going to Newcastle for the weekend. leaving Saturday after lunch and coming back on the Monday afternoon. I have a cousin up there and her father is very sick and I am being taken up by her cousin. He is picking me up here when he closes his shop". So he said "oh well I will go fishing with my friend, and I'll save you a fish", and I laughed. he said "we always catch fish so o.k. Worked Saturday morning also and Uncle Bill called and we had some lunch at my place. and then off we went. Well Graces father died the following week and I said I could not go to the funeral but Uncle Bill went. He did not like going up there alone and I always stayed with Grace and Les and he used to to stay with Aunty and Uncle. he was a stepbrother to Uncle Charlie and Aunty Nell who rared me from 18 months to 8 years. Well when we came back that weekend from Newcastle, we had had a dreadful trip back, the traffic was bumper to bumper and at the Wyong bridge we must have been there nearly I hour. So we had a snack at my place before Bill went on his merry way.
Now would you believe it Harold phoned me about 7.00 a.m. on Tuesday. and he said he had to be at work early and would I meet him that night and I said "can I make it tomorrow. I am very tired, we had a dreadful trip back and it was very tiring". So O.K. we made it Wednesday night.
We are now in October 1960 still and Margaret and Yvonne did not like him, but he was a real gentleman. English and he was a widower and had no family and he was always very nice to me and considerate, but he had one bad habit, he used to go to the races every Saturday with his friend Les. They had a bank that they used and Harold told me that he only had £200.0.0 (two hundred pounds) in it, but Les used to bet in the thousands and he had a system. Well I did not mind about not going out of a Saturday as we would go out through the week and we would sometimes go for a picnic of a Sunday. and so l asked him to bring Les and come for tea from the races when they were on at Randwick. Les's wife and 2 boys lived in Rockhampton, as when Harold came out of the Police Force many years prior to my meeting him he used to run a cane gang in Rockhampton and Les used to be in the gang and they became mates. So life went on and getting on to Christmas and I asked Dorrie if she would like to go halves in a leg of ham. So this I got from the Dele, and I came home in a taxi that day I told Dorrie, and Harold had told me that he had a day off that week as he had been on night work and they got a day off before going back on to day work. (he