This is a collection of raw material dating back to the 1950s by journalist John Stapleton. It incorporates photographs, old diary notes, published stories of a more personal nature, unpublished manuscripts and the daily blogs which began in 2004 and have formed the source material for a number of books. Photographs by the author. For a full chronological order refer to or merge with the collection of his journalism found here: https://thejournalismofjohnstapleton.blogspot.com.au/
Thursday, 30 April 1992
Friday, 24 April 1992
Henrietta, 11 days old. The Consul would not accept these photos.
Henrietta, 11 days old. The Consul would not accept these photos.
Their regulations are that the child's head cannot be flopping.
But heads of newborns flop, that's all there is to it.
On my own, back and forth in the freezing cold of a Manchester winter with two kids, trying to get these passport photos.
Eventually in exasperation I asked if they could advise a photographer who could take a picture they would accept.
Oh, we couldn't do that Sir.
Typical piece of Australian government bullshit.
And as for the Department of Foreign Affairs, DFAT. I have always found them entirely unhelpful, and they couldn't have been less helpful with the birth of Henrietta.
Their regulations are that the child's head cannot be flopping.
But heads of newborns flop, that's all there is to it.
On my own, back and forth in the freezing cold of a Manchester winter with two kids, trying to get these passport photos.
Eventually in exasperation I asked if they could advise a photographer who could take a picture they would accept.
Oh, we couldn't do that Sir.
Typical piece of Australian government bullshit.
And as for the Department of Foreign Affairs, DFAT. I have always found them entirely unhelpful, and they couldn't have been less helpful with the birth of Henrietta.
Thursday, 23 April 1992
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