Saturday, September 28, 2013

The first dream I guess........ is it a case of be careful of what you wish for

Six months later in January 1966 we came to Australia ...... the land of our dreams.

We arrived with three hundred pounds sterling, the clothes we stood in, a suitcase each.  And one container of Wedding Presents on the way..............  in the middle of a transport strike,

We managed to get around but realised we needed wheels in this country, with not much money we purchased our first set of wheels.   This little jalopy did many miles and gave us much pleasure.

Yes I learnt to drive in it, and passed my test the first time.   The Scot's excellent tuition
 This was our 2nd outside the flat we lived in for 2 years whilst saving very hard for our first home.

Whilst saving lots of time was spent fishing (err sorting out the tangles).  Sometimes leaving the flat at 4 in the morning and taking our breakfast with us

Guess who was the better fisherman woman story.
Also some sightseeing

 MARCH  1968




lots of hard work but also lots of fun in between
and then along came TROUBLE
and 2 years later

and 13 months after that
Lots of work, heaps of fun , some gardening but then along came the bane of my life.
The one and only relative that we had in Australia, and I had to look him up.  A bachelor and he visited us for many a Christmas Dinner  but
he was an Apiarist
and  he introduced The Scot to
who then aspired to become an Apiarist.
Of course this Control Freak Perfectionist had to make his own trailer and hives.
I could recount many tales, far to many to be passed on.  But it was extremely hard work as he had to
maintain his job as a Design Draftsman (many more stories there).
Hence not much was done in the garden.
Finally he reluctantly decided to sell them in 1995.
and hopefully I thought we could get the garden sorted.  Not counting on him buying himself a
Metal Lathe and setting up a little workshop for himself.   grrrrr.

to be continued


Anonymous said...

Enjoying this very much, with a few giggles on the way. Interesting to see my Grandmother's nephew John too. Lovely. xxx

Molly said...

Lovely story Birdy, great pictures. You two were brave!

Dee said...

Dear Aubird, thanks for stopping by my blog yesterday. I came to yours today to discover this first posting of yours, which hints at many more stories from your life there in Australia. I do so look forward to reading them. Peace.

Why are there so many Songs about rainbows
And what's on the other side
Rainbow's are visions They're only illusions And rainbows have nothing to hide
So we've been told and some chose to Believe it
But I know they're wrong wait and see Someday we'll find it
The Rainbow Connection
The lovers, the dreamers and me
Who said that every wish Would be heard and answered When wished on the morning star
Somebody thought of that And someone believed it And look what it's done so far
What's so amazing That keeps us star gazing What so we think we might see
Someday we'll find it That Rainbow Connection
The lovers the dreamers and me
Have you been half asleep And have you heard voices I've heard them calling my name
Are these the sweet sounds that called The young sailors I think they're one and the same
I've heard it too many times to ignore it
There's something that I'm supposed to be Someday we'll find it
The Rainbow Connection
The lovers, the dreamers and me