When am I going to have a sister?’ I asked my mum, Jessie. I was 13, and while I loved my brothers Duncan, then 16, and Robert, nine, sometimes they’d get on my nerves!
Mum and my dad, William, had met in 1944, when Dad was on leave from the army. He’d approached Mum on a boat ride off Bridlington, England.
‘Will you join me for a cuppa?’ he asked Mum.
‘I’d love to,’ she replied.
Dad and Mum wed on November 2, 1946.
Migrating from England to Oz as Ten Pound
