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There was a time that I lived in Sydney, with two of my sisters, assorted husbands and boyfriends, and sometimes my mother. I was married at the time, with a young son, but not living with my husband. An older sister with her son lived in a flat on a different floor of the same apartment building; in an inner-Sydney suburb. Our mother and younger sister floated back and forth between the two flats, taking care of the kids while my sister and I worked.
I have very good memories of this time. Our family had been a bit fractured in the preceding years, and this was a time that we came together and helped each other and lived in Sydney and had some fun and shared some very good times. Youngest sister painted, and and worked in a shared 'garret' in a dilapidated building in Kings Cross with other artists and sold copies of the Kings Cross Whisper (remember that, anyone?) on the pavement.
This is me, in Hyde Park - in the late-sixties, with my son.
Our youngest sister got married in The Wayside Chapel in Kings Cross, also in the late-sixties. They were married by the Reverend Ted Noffs; who went on to become very famous and much-loved for his work with the less fortunate in Sydney.
I have very good memories of this time. Our family had been a bit fractured in the preceding years, and this was a time that we came together and helped each other and lived in Sydney and had some fun and shared some very good times. Youngest sister painted, and and worked in a shared 'garret' in a dilapidated building in Kings Cross with other artists and sold copies of the Kings Cross Whisper (remember that, anyone?) on the pavement.This is me, in Hyde Park - in the late-sixties, with my son.
Our youngest sister got married in The Wayside Chapel in Kings Cross, also in the late-sixties. They were married by the Reverend Ted Noffs; who went on to become very famous and much-loved for his work with the less fortunate in Sydney.
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I'm sure you still wear that dress and boots today, Della ....lol.
I'm glad you have those good times to look back on, when you all supported each other within the family.
Have a great weekend.
Della, haven’t ‘talked’ in awhile! I had some catching up to do on your blog.
Love the picture of you and your son. Don’t you look like someone from an early James Bond movie? LOL
How wonderful that you have these family memories. Sometimes we get so busy living life that it only years later, when we reminisce, that we get to ‘enjoy’ it. I want to remember to pay attention and notice the small things each day...what was the old pop psychology term? ‘Be in the NOW.’
When I just now wrote the phrase ‘small things’ I realized where I am going with the photos I have been taking the past few days, of tiny ‘things.’ They are going to be part of my blog tomorrow...already posted a poem today, so I’ll wait with this idea.
See, just being on your website inspires me. LOL
Take care and have a great weekend.
Norvona
Hi Dellab. I remember the Kings Cross Whisper and how it was sold on the pavement. Lovely photo in Hyde Park - with your son.
About that time, from the early sixties I was also living in Sydney and worked in the city. I used to catch up with friends from the country sometimes at Hyde Park.
I do remember the Reverend Ted Noffs. It was about the time the Folk singing craze overtook Sydney.
I had a motor bike, and with my wife, then girlfriend we frequented many establishments, (names like Greenwich Village and the Troubadour) come to mind but I used to hide my crash helmet and goggles in the nearest tree- LOL Didn’t look too chic to enter the establismnt with my motor bike gear!!
The era of folk singing didn’t last long. Do you recall that time !!
hahaha Alice, mind you, I've probably still got it somewhere...
Hi Norvona, sometimes I have a heap of things I want to blog on, and other times I need to go looking for inspiration.
Lyndsay, well well well... it definitely looks like we know the same 'Sydney'. I remember folk singers in the 'cafes' and restaurants, but my stomping ground was more around the theatres. We used to hang out with playwright type people, and spend all night locked into discussion in the late-night restaurants, and then go to the city beaches and watch the sun come up. Very bohemian.
Hi Della ~~ Thank you for your comments. I am glad you are having great weather, it is still cooler
here but is showing improvement. I guess you know that Peter is my brother (HoltiesHouse) I read some more of your posts and discovered that you had breast cancer. I did and had a radical mastectomy in 1979. So we have both been lucky.
When you make dumplings (any scone mix) you have to pop them on the top of whatever stew while it is really hot. I push mine down with a knife to get some gravy on top of them and
they don't spread. I cut the last lot with a scone cutter. Take care
Cheers, Merle.
Merle... definitely lucky, that is the enduring thought I have brought forward with me from that experience. I had friends who were not.
Dare I try dumplings one more time? I'll let you know.
I remember that style from the U.S. too.
And what's this about a dumpling/scone mix?? Recipe?
Ah! the wonderful days of the mini and hot pants, boots and all! The 'sixties' were great...how innocent we were as we look back! Well...speaking for myself, that is...though I thought I was pretty mature, I'm sure! ;)
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