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Tuesday, 30 June 1970

Note to Miss Minto, Circa 1970.

I was briefly working as a cleaner in Chelsea, London, long story, and had just moved into a new flat.
Even then, Chelsea was London's millionaire row and they would regularly throw out what to me as an impoverished young man who would ride the underground just to stay warm, was perfectly good material.
This day this woman had thrown out a whole lot of high quality cutlery and crockery and I decided that instead of putting them out in the garbage I would take them home.
The police picked me up going down into the underground n the way home and accused me of stealing them.
They refused to believe anyone would throw out such high quality goods, but eventually listened to me long enough to go to this woman's plush doorstep.
Miss Minto, a pleasant younger woman from Canada I think, dripping wealth, looked rather surprised to see the cleaner of her apartment building standing there with two policemen on either side, but confirmed that indeed she had thrown the goods out.
The police became quite friendly after that, and we drove around aimlessly for a while before their radio went off for another job, and they dropped me off at Earl's Court, because to them all Australians came from Earl's Court.
It was nowhere near where I was living.




Monday, 29 June 1970

Bedroom under construction, Wallamutta Road, Newport, Sydney, Circa 1963.

We were getting older and it was decided that we should have our own private spaces. We moved rooms and my father built this divide down the middle of the room. My brother Doug was on the other side. This is a picture while the room is still under construction.


Friday, 19 June 1970

Photos, from the Cessna on a round Australia trip, Circa 1967.

Still fascinated by photography. Early attempts. Taken from a Cessna on a round Australia trip, Circa 1967.




Photo, speedboat, Circa 1960.

My father never did anything by half measures.
We were the first in the street to get astonishing American indulgences like electric blankets and washing machines, and speedboats.
We would go down to Narrabeen Lake, where we became very adept water skiiers.
We would annoy the adults by jump starting from the shore and returning, thereby never really getting wet.