Category: Memoirs

Growing up in the heart of Sydney, in Australia, in the early 50s, meant not only witnessing returned soldiers who had been disabled somehow, somewhere in the world during WW2 but realising that the military uniforms they still wore meant there were hidden stories behind the empty sleeves and trouser legs pinned tidily up...

The general consensus of opinion is that I definitely had an unusual childhood. You see, my dad was a Picture Show Man -- as they called them in Australia then -- but unlike the movie of the same title, set in the 1930s, my experience was in the 1950s, a few years after my...