Bite Size Memoir Number 8: Dressing Up

© irene waters 2014

© irene waters 2014

© irene waters 2014

© irene waters 2014

For fancy dress parties in the early days I was Little Bo Peep and my brother a cowboy. Twice this varied — once going as Sad Sack and another time when we went as Siamese twins in my Father’s pyjama pants. We were co-joined at the back and I drew the short straw and walked backwards all night.

It was a dress up in adult hood that had me itching to get out of my costume. I was the male lead in a musical – I can neither sing nor profess to being male. At one point I had to sport a beard. This was easily done and appealed to my recycling bent as I collected my dog’s hair for the weeks prior and wove it into a hairy beard with no thought to the allergy I would suffer as a result.

© irene waters 2014

© irene waters 2014

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About Irene Waters 19 Writer Memoirist

I began my working career as a reluctant potato peeler whilst waiting to commence my training as a student nurse. On completion I worked mainly in intensive care/coronary care; finishing my hospital career as clinical nurse educator in intensive care. A life changing period as a resort owner/manager on the island of Tanna in Vanuatu was followed by recovery time as a farmer at Bucca Wauka. Having discovered I was no farmer and vowing never again to own an animal bigger than myself I took on the Barrington General Store. Here we also ran a five star restaurant. Working the shop of a day 7am - 6pm followed by the restaurant until late was surprisingly more stressful than Tanna. On the sale we decided to retire and renovate our house with the help of a builder friend. Now believing we knew everything about building we set to constructing our own house. Just finished a coal mine decided to set up in our backyard. Definitely time to retire we moved to Queensland. I had been writing a manuscript for some time. In the desire to complete this I enrolled in a post grad certificate in creative Industries which I completed 2013. I followed this by doing a Master of Arts by research graduating in 2017. Now I live to write and write to live.
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30 Responses to Bite Size Memoir Number 8: Dressing Up

  1. fictionfitz says:

    You have quite a life in pictures. I still maintain the same picture of me for my newspaper column that I submitted ten years ago. I am not ready to tell them (or me) that I have gotten older.

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  2. TanGental says:

    Great pics. And what a beard. Wild man of Wagga Wagga if I’m not much mistaken

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  3. This was amusingly enjoyable!
    If this challenge is still around when the weather starts to cool, I may play along. Too too busy now 🙂

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  4. ChristineR says:

    You must have been cursing that beard for weeks! And doesn’t your brother look like on ornery hombre in the cowboy outfit. And Irene, you make such a cute Bo-peep. 🙂

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    • ChristineR says:

      … one ornery hombre … I used to love reading dad’s westerns. Thanks for teh reminder of Sad Sack, my mum’s favourite comic book characer after Popeye.

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      • Sad Sack was my father’s favourite. We scrubbed up well as the ornery cowboy and Bo-peep. And yes I did curse the dog hair for awhile (until the rash went away). I looked like I had a red beard for a few days afterwards and it was so hard not to scratch.

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  5. Sherri says:

    Love this Irene! What great pics you have from your childhood! My mum only has a few of me but of course I have loads of my kids! I’m still trying to decide what to do for my memoir piece for dressing up…endless possibilities! I hope the allergy attack wasn’t too bad and I hope you don’t mind me laughing just a bit (but not at the allergy attack) as it sounded so funny, with the dog’s hair woven in like that…I’m really giggling now, can’t stop….hahahaha!!!!!!
    Okay…recovered just enough to say I absolutely love you as Bo Peep…priceless 😀

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  6. Bo Peep is so cute! Lovely photo memories, Irene.
    And congratulations – I’ve just nominated you for a thoroughly well deserved Quintet of Radiance award!
    writingmynovelnoworkingtitleyet.blogspot.com

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  7. Irene, this made me chuckle! I love your pictures and wish I had more of my own. A beard made of dog hair – good grief! Fantastic bite -sized memoir!

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  8. Lisa Reiter says:

    Oh look at you – so cute! Especially aboard the ship and so BRAVE playing a male lead in a musical when you cannot sing!! I bow to your bravado. What a wonderful sense of fun you show Irene and the photos are an absolute treasure aren’t they – must take more of my boy – if only he would get past that phase of hiding his face.. Thank you Lisa xx

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    • Yes I’m amazed that I was let loose on deck without reins or a parent to stop me going overboard. I’m sure that most of the voyage I was probably firmly contained. Yes take lots of your boy Lisa. It is such a pleasure to have the images of times that you don’t remember.

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  9. Charli Mills says:

    That’s the best/worst costume idea ever–a dog hair beard! Love your photos!

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  10. What fun memories, and fabulous photos! I agree the dog hair beard was the best / worst costume idea of all time. I also got a kick out of the siamese twin costume with the two of you in your Dad’s pants! 🙂

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  11. The Siamese outfit was great except my brother didn’t make any allowances for the difficulties it created for me. 🙂

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