Throwback Thursday I going back in time to the house of my childhood which is also an early blog post. I do have problems with describing where items are in relation to each other. It is a problem that raises itself time after time. If anybody has any suggestions I would be eternally grateful.
I do not remember the house I went to from the hospital after my birth. It was in Tamworth, a country town on the western side of the Great Dividing Range. We weren’t there long. My father was awarded a scholarship to study in New York and I’m not sure how my mother got the money to go with him taking us two children (maybe she won it on a quiz show) so the house in Tamworth isn’t even a blur in my brain.
The manse we then went to in Casino on the north coast of NSW is bright in my memory. It was a brand new house. We were the first to live in it. The old house sat beside it. It looked lonely with its paint peeling and floor boards on the verandah rotting. Timber piers built it up off the ground protecting its occupants from the flood…
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Reflections and Nightmares- Irene A Waters (writer and memoirist) 