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Well the shop was duly sold and we finally locked up 'Mont Clare' and off we went to Tasmania. 4 months all told. We had a furnished flat, (but when we arrived we went to a hotel and booked a room for the night, we were very tired but I could not sleep after 4.00 a.m. and it was cold. I said to Harold "I would love a cuppa", he said "just lie there for a while till daylight comes", it was January and daylight was 5.00 a.m. I said "there is no milk. I think I will go and get some, there will be a milkman around". and he got a paper too. "O.K." I said, so I just put a dress and cardigan on over my pyjamas, but I pulled the legs up and away I went, well no sign of anyone so I kept going down the same steet so as I would not get lost and I saw a paper boy standing on a corner. It was a beautiful morning and I asked him where I could get some milk. Well he said:- "down there, crossover, turn left then right and you will see the Co-op". "Goodness I will never find my way, we only arrived from Sydney last night. I want a paper too I said because we want to look for a flat". So I said to him, "listen do you have a bike, will you go and get the milk for me and I'll mind your paper". "Alright" he said, well I sold 3 papers to different people and they all said "new on the stand?" I said "no". here comes the boy now, so I thanked him told him I sold 3 papers, he checked his money and I bought a paper and gave him 2/- and said thank you to him. Never saw him again, but my husband told everyone about me selling the papers for the boy). So back to the hotel Harold said where have you been I was just coming to look for you, he had showered and was dressed. When I told him he said "that's my sweetheart". So made a cuppa while he looked at the TO LETS. he said "there is one here at West Hobart. but we have to phone an agent", so we went down to the foyer and phoned and he wanted to know where we were and he said "I'll be there in I hour to pick you up and take you there". I can not remember how much a week it was, something like 17.0.0. Well it was the upstairs of a 2 storey house in Hill Street, West Hobart and the balcony looked all over the Derwent River, beautiful it was, an old home and they had a large family but her husband was a very sick man. We said we would take it. It was furnished all linen and cooking utensils, cutlery just everything one needed. It was great so we paid the agent and then we went back to the hotel and picked up our things, fixed up the account for the hotel and we left our things in the foyer whilst we went and did enough shopping for 2 days to give us time to get straightened up. Went back to the hotel via taxi picked up our belongings then off to No. 4 Hill Street.
Now we got all straightened up and a fire place in every room and Mrs Beltz called out to us "don't you two go cold, there is plenty of wood down here". A truley lovely family but he was a very sick man, there were 6 children and the eldest was married, well Harold said to me "for the rest of this week we will get a car and go on tours so we would ring up and they would pick us up and we would go to different places each. It was a lovely place and we enjoyed every minute of it. At the end of that week Harold said we best go down to the wharf tomorrow and I will let them know l am here. So o.k. we caught the bus down and we had a good look around, they told Harold the apples were late comming down so we had another week. Well we had 2 days the next Joyce (Mrs Beltz) called out "Harold Edith are you there", we went flying down the stairs and here was her husband flat out on the bricks near the down stairs laundry. So I phoned the ambulance and I asked Joyce where her family's phone numbers, she didn't know she was almost collapsed, so while the ambulance man was there I went over to the butcher just across the road and told him, he said to me "I will ring Baden", that was the youngest boy and get him to phone the family. I told the butcher I