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 fisher
man woman ...my story.
Also some sightseeing
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