This photo popped up as a memory yesterday.

Just before NYE, I was in serious trouble with my mother. This was the summer school holidays of 1974. The family had been holidaying in Rockhampton and I was told that I could go home to Sydney for NYE. My boyfriend, George Smilovici, wanted to take me to a pool party in Vaucluse.

My parents and younger siblings were living in Brisbane and my older brother and I were living with our grandparents in Sydney.

Mother changed her mind and wanted to stay in Rockhampton for another week. I threw a hissy fit, got kicked out of my aunt’s house by Mother and was taken in my an older cousin.

Eventually the whole family drove back to Brisbane so I could be put on a plane to Sydney.

Very tense road trip.

The morning of my flight I went to the shop to buy some milk. Three yapping shitty little fucking dogs attacked me on my way back. I got bitten on my calves.

Doctor visit etc.

This was taken just before my father and younger brother took me to the airport. What a happy bunch of teens.