I flew across the world IN A CRATE
Jul 14, 2021
3 minutes
AS TOLD TO EVA LEWICKI
Cheer up, Brian, the world hasn’t ended,’ said my mate Paul over a beer.
‘It may as well have,’ I grumbled.
I was 19, and had emigrated from my home in Cardiff, Wales, to Australia, 10 months before.
Workers were needed on the Melbourne railways and I’d been given a free flight over and a job. But homesickness had hit me hard and I was desperate to return to my family.
It was 1964, and I couldn’t afford the £800
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