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While my parents were home on furlough in
1956, we decided to have a family holiday by
the beach. This remains a happy memory for
me. After a little research we found the ideal
spot at Aireys Inlet on the south coast of
Victoria.
Alan and I came down on the motor bike the
day before and, after looking at a number of
places, we found this magnificent site in a
small clearing overlooking the water. As
always we chose a very isolated spot away
from other campers, completely surrounded by
tea tree 6 – 7 metres high which provided
plenty of shade and privacy for us. It was
perfect, except for one thing - I wished Bev
was there!
My parents and the two younger children came
down in the car later in the day and I met them
at the Airey's Inlet Post Office, while Alan
stayed at the site to hold it in case anyone else
found it before we could set up our camp. We
erected the tents about 4 or 5 metres from the
edge of the cliff and hoped that none of the
family would sleep walk.
The weather was perfect. The sun was shining,
it was not too hot and there was a slight breeze
blowing in from the sea. As usual, Percy was
first up each morning and made a cup of tea
for himself and also for Amy. He had been doing this all their married life, and even
on holiday nothing changed.
We had a small stove on which the kettle was boiled, and so we then took turns in
using the stove to make our own breakfast. There is nothing better than the smell of
eggs and bacon being fried and toast being burnt at a camp site at the top of a cliff
overlooking the sea in the morning. I even enjoyed doing the dishes.
I celebrated my 21st birthday at this idyllic place - 6th January 1956. I really did wish
Bev was here, as, in the two years that we had been an ‘item’ we had become best
friends and I felt that she and I belonged together I was overwhelmed at what the
family gave me for my 21st birthday. The car. Yes, the dear old Vauxhall (or Vorks-
hall as Percy called it). My parents used it themselves until they returned to Malaya in
early July, then it was mine. Also the family had all put in to buy me a beautiful
leather satchel with my initials engraved on it in gold. So I felt very rich at that
moment with all these good things. This was a great experience of family harmony.
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While my parents were home on furlough in
1956, we decided to have a family holiday by
the beach. This remains a happy memory for
me. After a little research we found the ideal
spot at Aireys Inlet on the south coast of
Victoria.
Alan and I came down on the motor bike the
day before and, after looking at a number of
places, we found this magnificent site in a
small clearing overlooking the water. As
always we chose a very isolated spot away
from other campers, completely surrounded by
tea tree 6 – 7 metres high which provided
plenty of shade and privacy for us. It was
perfect, except for one thing - I wished Bev
was there!
My parents and the two younger children came
down in the car later in the day and I met them
at the Airey's Inlet Post Office, while Alan
stayed at the site to hold it in case anyone else
found it before we could set up our camp. We
erected the tents about 4 or 5 metres from the
edge of the cliff and hoped that none of the
family would sleep walk.
The weather was perfect. The sun was shining,
it was not too hot and there was a slight breeze
blowing in from the sea. As usual, Percy was
first up each morning and made a cup of tea
for himself and also for Amy. He had been doing this all their married life, and even
on holiday nothing changed.
We had a small stove on which the kettle was boiled, and so we then took turns in
using the stove to make our own breakfast. There is nothing better than the smell of
eggs and bacon being fried and toast being burnt at a camp site at the top of a cliff
overlooking the sea in the morning. I even enjoyed doing the dishes.
I celebrated my 21st birthday at this idyllic place - 6th January 1956. I really did wish
Bev was here, as, in the two years that we had been an ‘item’ we had become best
friends and I felt that she and I belonged together I was overwhelmed at what the
family gave me for my 21st birthday. The car. Yes, the dear old Vauxhall (or Vorks-
hall as Percy called it). My parents used it themselves until they returned to Malaya in
early July, then it was mine. Also the family had all put in to buy me a beautiful
leather satchel with my initials engraved on it in gold. So I felt very rich at that
moment with all these good things. This was a great experience of family harmony.
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