Memories of Deewhy: Bracken fern and dandelions Choko vine, tennis-court clay, Lantana and jack jumper ants which I always called hoppers. Sand lions to which I fed one by one unfortunate small black ants.
The outhouse so cold on winter nights but rank and smelly on hot summer days, and the weekly dunny collection, fraught with risk on the slippery mud slope.
The fibro shed pockmarked with arrow holes, belt sander and drifts of pale pink sawdust.
The outdoor laundry, bath and copper - one delightful day converted to hotwater and shower.
I can't quite remember the rubbish collection but surely it was bin on shoulder as with the 'dunny' and at christmas two or three bottles of beer and some coins for the garbos.
The 50s, 70 years ago Gone and scarcely regretted.
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Posted: Feb 27
About this poem:
as a 7-year old in Deewhy in the fifties - still horse-drawn bread cart and vegetable cart, Dodge truck with crank-starter.
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