Wasnt much after milk stopped coming in billies and the Baker still drove a horse...I warned a mate from a few streets over to stop pinching milk money from my street ..We all knew who it was..The bugger came back selling no prize raffle tickets at one stage, He wasnt in the scouts nor had any legit excuse..he became a chalk boy then stock brokers clerk at Joseph Palmers in Sydney... When I was 16 my mum gave me a job periodically delivering her Avon Cosmetics orders in the old FJ Holden..
The only cop around the district would only ever call to calm down my old mans rage after the six oclock swill .
Ah yes dont fool yourself..we lived on the seedy side....catapult wars..knocking off all the lemonade bottles from the RSL and Town Hall.....
Yes and smoking outside the fellowship dance once a month...
grrrrrr lookout...
Bendigo had a nurse at his school, and It shows...
