Series 02: Alan Gibson Stewart papers, 1987-1989 - Page 259
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in their electorates, preferring to work from "The House."
Each MP was entitled to a generous issue of paper, envelopes, rubber bands, pins, and other office supplies. There were available from a store in the temporary building next door and I set off to collect my initial supply.
Just as I was starting back up the stairs with a carton of stationery, the door opposite was flung open and a burly figure emerged.
Rex Jackson, Minister for Your and Community Affairs, introduced himself in a jovial manner; his thumbs hooked in "Police and Firemen" braces, his dark eyes shining behind a smooth face.
He invited me into his office. Through a tiny ante-room, his den was cramped and gloomy. It contained a large desk with two telephones and a framed picture of a dog, a few chairs, a sofa, and a cocktail cabinet.
Jackson showed me his extensive range of liquour, and was insistent in offering hospitality. With some difficulty, I managed to decline his offer of a drink.
As I started up the stairs again, Jackson called after me, "Remember mate, my door is always open."
I described this incident to several older backbenchers and they warned me to be wary of Jackson.
He was not very discreet, being often seen on