Recollections
Our meat was killed on the farm and fresh meat left out for several days’requirements. The rest was corned (salted down). However after our fig tree grew the meat could be hung in the tree and would keep for over a week.
My parents were very ill so we went to Dowering to fetch my six year old sister. As there wan nowhere to purchase a bed we decided to make one. I held the timber and handed the tools while my husband made a wooden bed of slats. An old identity, Mrs Truslove sold us a bag of palm wool for eight shillings to use as a mattress filling
How I loved “Sunnydene”. My first attempt at gardening was with a butcher’s knife to dig the soil, then I would scatter in a packet of mixed seeds. There were no pests such as red mite or slugs in those days, things just grew. The virgin red gum soil grew wonderful double stock. One white one measured eleven feet in circumference.
