William Jolly Bridge, Brisbane, Queensland, Aus.

Showing posts with label My Story. Show all posts
Showing posts with label My Story. Show all posts

Thursday, October 5, 2017


Continuing My Story

In July, Mum and Dad came up from Sydney for a holiday. We went to Mt Coot-tha and then on to  the Sunshine Coast. We stayed in Tewantin. Mum and Dad enjoyed playing golf so we all went to the golf course for a game, including little Carol at 13 months.

Proud grandparents take Carol for a walk at Mt Coot-tha.

At Tewantin Golf Coarse. "Which buggy is mine?"

I enjoyed a break from parenting to play a game of golf with my Dad.

Wednesday, October 4, 2017


Continuing My Story

Carol enjoyed playing with the neighbour’s children, Anita, Tony and Andrew. When Anita was at school, Carol would toddle up the path and down the side of the road towards their house calling out, “Boys, boys!”. She wanted to play with them. I would chase her down the road side and try to convince her that I had to finish hanging out the washing and then we could go and visit the boys.
The neighbours children Tony, Anita and Andy. We are still friends with their parents.

 Carol loved playing with the neighbours and would take herself off whenever we were outside. We didn't have a fence around the acre block.

Tuesday, October 3, 2017


Continuing "My Story"

When we moved to Springwood we didn’t have many friends in the area. One day when we were in the corner shop, Bill was asked to join the new Springwood Lion’s Club. We thought it would be a good way to meet locals and help others.

Bill enjoyed going to the dinners and weekend fund raising functions. I joined the Lady Lions and even designed the logo.

At “Change Over Night”, when the new committee was sworn in, Bill received awards for attendance and magazine editor.

Sunday, October 1, 2017


Continuation of My Story

Bill’s Mum and Dad sent the most gorgeous dress from Switzerland for Carol’s first birthday. It was a Swiss national dress called a dirndle. She looked so cute in it.
She enjoyed her birthday cake and so did her Dad.

The neighbour’s children came over to celebrate.  Tony helped Carol push her new toy horse.

Friday, September 29, 2017


Continuing "My Story"

We moved into our first house in Springwood Rd in 1971. There was a deep drain running down the side of the road which we couldn't cross in the car outside our house. There was no culvert or driveway. We had to cross further down the road and drive up the footpath to reach our house. In 1973 the council built a culvert and driveway across the big drain.  
The culvert with a maker post is just in the left hand corner of the photo. Then we had an almost proper access to the house.

This is the same road taken from the same spot in 2015. A four lane road with a nature strip in the middle.

 We had a garage built on the end of the house but Bill used it as his shed. So he decided to add a carport onto the house.

 I tried to establish a garden around the house but we left most of the acre in natural bushland. We had our first baby too. She was just over six months and sat in a little swing while mummy and daddy worked and our dog Ricky just wanted to play.

 The carport and little garden was finished. Bill was making two concrete strips as a driveway.

Carol-Ann 9 months and 10 months

At 11 months she took her first steps. She was our pride and joy

Saturday, September 16, 2017


Continuing "My Story"

For my regular readers you will be familiar with me writing occasional posts about my life story, which I then publish in book form for my family. It is a long time since I have done one of these posts. Moving and trying to find where I packed the photos is my excuse. I'm also aware that this part of my life is not that interesting for non family members, so I hesitate to post and bore my readers.

As all new mothers know, there is not much spare time in the first six months of a new baby in the house. Bill was working and I was at home. I was bathing, feeding, and changing baby as well as doing the housework. 
Carol-Ann 5 weeks
10 weeks
Bill was the photographer and he tried to take photos of our pride and joy to send to our parents. However, for the first few months, Carol wasn’t going to open her eyes and smile for anyone. She just wanted to sleep. 

From 10 weeks on we were able to get some nice shots for the grandparents.

Bill helped in the kitchen when he came home from work.

It was winter and it was nice to sit out the back in the morning sun. 

Ricky was the ever vigilant guard dog.
5 months
I loved hugging and kissing my baby.

6 months
At the end of the year (1972), we went to Sydney to spend Christmas with my parents. It was a very hot and long drive.(10 hours) It was before we had car air conditioning. We stopped to give Carol-Ann a feed, but the flies were in plague numbers. It was awful and the temperature was 40°C.

 Finally, we arrived at Grandma and Granddad’s house. We put up a little blow up pool for Carol-Ann to cool off. Our neighbour, Laila, back in Springwood, had given me a baby swing, which her children had grown out of but the fabric needed replacing. Grandma did that for us.

Friday, January 13, 2017


Continuing "My Story"

Bill and I wanted children but we waited until we had a home of our own. We worked to save for a deposit and mortgage and in September 1971 we moved into our new house. Carol–Ann was born in June 1972, so we were lucky that we didn’t have to wait long for our bundle of joy.

I worked until the end of the year at Mansfield State School having to dash from the classroom to throw up nearly everyday but I made it until December. Then I had time to get the nursery ready but now money was not so plentiful with only one of us working. We made do with second hand stuff and planks and bricks for a bookshelf.

We only had one car, which Bill drove to work so I stayed home most of the time. There was a corner shop about one kilometer away but we did our weekly shopping on a Saturday in the car. I did a lot of gardening, making curtains and baby clothes. Because I had a lot of adventures and travel beforehand, I was happy to be a homebody. Although I suffered badly with morning (all day) sickness for the first five months, I was very happy. I was going to keep this baby and love it to death. (That is another story you can read here).

Bill’s Mum and Dad had to return to Switzerland to claim their new apartment so they just missed out seeing their first grand child. It was a long time before they did. My Mum and Dad came from Sydney to be with me before and after the baby was born. In those days we didn’t know the sex of the baby until it was born.
Proud Mum

Proud Grandma

A proud dad and an inquisitive dog, Ricky, who was very gentle and protective.

Proud grandparents

 Carol-Ann, one week old. I was quite nervous as I wasn't sure what to do with a new baby but a mobile baby clinic came to Springwood once a month. However, it was a kilometre walk from home but I didn't mind the outing.

Wednesday, January 4, 2017


Continuing "My Story"

It was October 1971. We had only been in our new house for a few months when we heard that Bill's Mum and Dad were coming from Switzerland to visit us. They had to move from their apartment because it was being renovated and turned into commercial premises. They had a new apartment to go to but they had to wait six months for it to be vacant so they came to Australia while they waited. They came by ship, which docked in Sydney so we had to drive down to Sydney to pick them up. Luckily we could stay a few nights in my parents house in Sydney

Mutti and Vater at Mum and Dads house in Sydney. They were very brave travelling by themselves to Australia when neither of them spoke English.

Soon we set off for Brisbane and we warned them that it was a long drive.  It is 1000k. My parents house is on the southern side of Sydney so it is about  50k to get through Sydney to go north. It takes about one and a half hours. Before we were out of Sydney, Bill's Dad said, "We must be nearly there now." They had no idea how big Australia is compared to Switzerland. If you drive for two hours in Switzerland you are probably out of the country. 

We stopped at Urunga over night to give the oldies a break. The next day we were excited to arrive in Brisbane. We were proud to show off our new home. Bill's Dad loved it here. He made a vegetable garden and furniture for us. Bill's mum found it harder to adapt to the hot weather.

Some time later, my parents also came from Sydney to stay with us for a while and help with making our house a home. Mum helped sew curtains and Dad helped concrete a front patio.

Then surprise, surprise my brother was on his way from Papua/New Guinea to Canberra for work and he stopped in Brisbane on the way to see us too.

Bill, me, brother David, Mum, Vater, Dad, Mutti. A rare photo indeed to have us all together except for sister in law, Ann and nephew Michael, who were in Papua/New Guinea. We all lived so far away from each other. (Don't you love the white knee sock brigade? All the rage in the seventies)

The four of us.

Time to say good bye to David at the airport (1971 style) as he flies off to Canberra.

Thursday, December 29, 2016


Continuing "My Story"

1971 was rolling along. Bill and I were living in a flat in Red Hill an inner city suburb. We were having a house built in Springwood, a new outer suburb to the south of Brisbane. We were both working, Bill for Carrier Air Conditioning and me for Queensland education. 
 In June we attended the Carrier Air Conditioning Ball. 

 It took some time getting used to having seasons again after living in Papua/New Guinea for seven years and never having a winter just hot and wet or hot and dry. Even though Brisbane has mild winters, I found it cold . My mum knitted me a jumper (sweater).

 In September it was Spring but I still found it cool. However, we were very excited because we could move in to our house even though we didn't have a driveway or landscaping. We were going to do that ourselves to save money. On the first day our furniture from the flat hadn't arrived so we slept on the floor in sleeping bags. Springwood was so new that it didn't have a post office or shops. So our address was Lot 14 Springwood Rd, Eight Mile Plains, which was the next suburb. Springwood wasn't a recognised suburb yet. Springwood was actually the name of the estate which was being developed across the road from our place. Our address was to change three times while we in the same house because of all the development going on in that area.

We were very happy with our brand new home. It was only a small three bedroom, one bathroom house but it was big enough for us. However, it was on an acre of land and that was a lot of land to look after. We left most of it as natural bushland.

Because we were in a new suburb but not in an estate, we didn't have town sewerage and we had to have a septic tank toilet. When it was installed, Bill wasn't happy with the length of the outlet drain and he wanted to make it longer. Lucky for him, his friend Ben, borrowed a back hoe from his boss and the pair of them dug a decent sized drain. I think Bill enjoyed operating the back hoe. Boy stuff.

Friday, December 9, 2016


Continuing "My Story"

We had returned from Switzerland in December 1970. In January we moved from Sydney to Brisbane and lived in a flat in Red Hill. Bill was re-employed by Carrier Air-Conditioning and I was employed by Queensland Education after waiting for three months for a vacancy. I started work at Mt Gravatt State School as a relief teacher at first but later I was sent to Mansfield State School as a classroom teacher for Years Two and Three composite class. 

We were keen to build a house on our block of land, so every weekend we went looking at display homes. Finally, we decided on a three bedroom boomerang shaped house. It was all a bit scary signing up for a mortgage but we were young, strong and healthy so we took the plunge.

The pegs mark where the house will go

I heard that you could grow pineapples from their tops so I planted some on the block before the house was started.

 Soon it was the day for the bulldozer to carve out a flat space for the house. Bill drives in front of the truck carrying the dozer along Springwood Rd. We didn't have a drive way so we used the neighbours.
 Bill shows the dozer driver where the house should go.

 Not long after the foundations were laid.

 The frame goes up and we are getting excited to see our first home taking shape.

 Bill is installing the electricity cables himself, as he was a qualified electrician. This saved us a some money.

 Almost finished. It was winter by now and we were looking forward to moving in by September.