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experienced". Counting raffle money after dog trials on a Sunday. Keeping books of dog business. Rooty Hill days free pies. Going to Paceys for wire muzzles taking dog goods to Haymarket and once a big rug to Newcastle. The chrome insecticide holder from the Newcastle flyer as I said the mind goes on and on. Winding bobbins at night in bed. Tying cotton ends on rugs, purchase of K33 electric sewing machine. Eating hare stew. Mum doing her housework when we were in bed. Children polishing the hall floor in sox and broken glass in front door. Of course Yvonne will remember the night I put her in a case. I was petrified myself as I was hearing noises and no doubt thought she would be safe there. I am still not the bravest person at night but enjoy daytime on my own at times. Joining Rainbows (riding the goat) and various Newcastle outings. Willunga Ave. children playing music on comb and cigarette paper, eating thin captain savouries all soggy the morning after also draining the dead marines after Willunga Ave. adult party nights. Margaret Thompson singing for 3d. Going into radio talent quests in Sydney with Margaret Thompson and her winning then treating us a McDowells or such lunch with the money. Buying full coconuts and cracking them while walking along the footpath. Counting paper into reams for Collins to earn pocket money, doing messages for neighbors, cleaning out picture theatre at Earlwood with Mrs. Price and being horrified at a mens urinal when I had to go in with flyspray and clean same out. "Fatty Arbuckle" one of the Ciderious who lived down the end. I always thought I wanted to be a brownie or girl guide but was allowed to join a PE group at the church and being bought a pair of leather slippers which were to double as slipper and ballet shoes. Filling empty shoe polish tins with gravel sand etc. and using as a taw to play hopscotch out in the yard on the weekend after our hair had been washed in a bowl of water. Yvonne anxious to grow so as her feet could touch the floor particularly concerned when sitting in the bus and little legs were swinging in the air. Time is going on and Kilbums move to Bright-Le-Sands and I used to get over there early during school holidays (at least 8.00a.m.) to be sure to join them in their activities. Orange slice biscuits being eaten by the tin full. Blind Uncle Charlie bringing carton chocolate biscuits for us at Christmas and sneaking in as everyone else and being sure to have a share swigging away at the Jimmyjon of Sharpe Brs. drink and of course QT in milk. Once being sent to walk to Claremont St. Campsie from Eariwood before school with an iron for Essie (it was not featherweight like to-day) then walking back for the days school. Of course the great second Sunday before Christmas Day lunches with Grandfather Hawkins at our place and Grandfather hitting cherries into his mouth and Albert was the only one who excelled at such a feat. Going to Nana Wood's Sunday nights with cold meat other member of families would supply other food and big family night time meal and Nana getting all her goodies out of the meat safe which was kept in the guava tree. Loshs visiting and overeating at our place. Blind Uncle Charlie and family visiting. During the war shopping with coupons and winning cash savings war bonds on Sports Day (so run for your life is nothing new to-day). Blankets to windows when lights were supposed to be out. Air raid shelters and mock raids ready for an emergency and our identification discs we wore.
Crackers coming back on the market after the war, Albert's all going up together once. Nestles cream and other products appearing on the shelf after war time. Albert cutting a large triangle out of a cake piercing cans upside down and draining contents then being empty when we went to use them. The Taylors (Aunty Peg's family) coming for bonfire nights and the potatoes cooked in the coals afterwards. The vigil opposite