bits from my past
my dad - was born in a one bedroom dirt floor cottage on the Hawkesbury River. Years ago he took me to see where he was born. A small stone building with hessian hanging on the windows - it was pretty delapidated then, so I guess it is probably gone by now and I wouldn't have a clue where to start looking to find it. Somewhere near Lower Portland, I think. I don't know much about his childhood except that he was the 'baby' - youngest of 7 boys. My poor grandma !!! - I don't have any of his childhood photos. Sad that, no record of his childhood, just gone. Did he crawl on the dirt floor? Was he a happy baby? However - I am lucky enough to have a few of his bits & bobs. This one was his rattle - amazing that it is still in one piece and I have no idea of how it worked. But it is priceless - a kookaburra made from celluloid standing on an old tin stand. Did my dad sit in a high chair while he played with this? I just wish I knew it's story.