Rainbow Bay, Gold Coast, Queensland, Aus.

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

Monday, October 9, 2017


Continuing My Story

We celebrated Christmas with our friends Joan, Norm, Cheryl and Craig. They had just returned from PNG to live in Australia. We couldn't believe that we had bought land in the same street without even knowing.

Bill made Carol a wagon full of blocks. She enjoyed knocking down the towers that Craig built.

 After lunch we relaxed in our old, tatty, hand-me-down lounge. We were struggling on one wage in those days.

Carol got a watering can for Christmas so she could help me in the garden. I had built a rockery retaining wall from rocks found on our land or from neighbouring empty blocks.

18 months

Boxing Day picnic at Alma Park

Saturday, October 7, 2017


Continuing My Story
On weekends we spent a lot of time developing a garden on our acre of property.
The plants over the septic tank grew the best.

During the week I would try to find time to do more in the garden. Sometimes I had a bunch of little helpers when Andy and Tony from next door came to play.

My number one helper was Carol.

She was a happy 18 month old.

She called a dog a 'Wow Wow.'

Some weekends we would go to Main Beach on the Gold Coast. The cold water took her breath away.

Friday, October 6, 2017


Continuing My Story

Our second winter since leaving PNG was nearly over, we were getting used to colder weather.
 14 months

  Carol enjoyed playing outside in the sun. She liked riding her horse down the driveway and carrying it back up.

 Bill wasn’t happy with the septic tank drain that the builder had installed. Bill’s mate Ben, borrowed a backhoe from his boss. Then the two boys lengthened the drain. Bill enjoyed operating the machine. 

 Our German shepherd dog, Richard von Wagner-Ricky, was a lovely but silly dog. He was very protective of Carol but he loved chasing thrown stones and bringing them back.

15 months

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.