After another wet and cold day in Liverpool England, I told myself, enough is enough! Applied to emigrate to Australia.
House sold, the new car sold.
Paid my subsided fee of 40 Pounds. 1965, Susan was 5 years of age, Michael at
2, a baby. The last day in the UK was spent at the Mother in Laws, my first wife statement that last morning. "What if I said I don't want to go?" "Goodbye, I have the passports and tickets," said I. Changing engines in Liverpool, all the vehicles owned by my last job in Liverpool "Telefusion" Complete with the staff standing on the roofs, waving. For the last 5 years my part-time job, as a Bouncer in Night clubs in Liverpool a seaport. Had me into lots of fistfights. 1960 till 64 at the Cavern of Beatles Fame. Had to promise the Wife, to stop fighting! Got myself stabbed twice at the Cavern.
I have many Gun Blogs here! Thought I would flesh out who I am with this post.
Train to London changed trains for Portsmouth. Ship to Sydney NEW SOUTH WALES a Greek Liner, the SS Oriana. Five Weeks of a voyage.
Remember (No fights!) No seat for me, Wife had a seat, Baby on the knee, Susan squished in next to her. Just so happened the young man sitting next to Susan, had a friend sitting next to me, I was standing in the passage.
Holding the Baby Carriage (Not aluminium then, steel, small folded, but heavy) As Irene and I talked, back and forth these two started skitting our accents. They were from London. Warned the one closest to me, in Liverpool style. "Watch your mouth Jack" He started to mimic my last words!
I swung the baby cartridge as far as it would go to the side, and into his knee!
He screamed out and clasped his knee. I asked his buddy "You want some?"
No answer was an answer. No one nearby spoke at all for a few minutes.
I was 30 YOA then, 85 now. Later.
House sold, the new car sold.
Paid my subsided fee of 40 Pounds. 1965, Susan was 5 years of age, Michael at
2, a baby. The last day in the UK was spent at the Mother in Laws, my first wife statement that last morning. "What if I said I don't want to go?" "Goodbye, I have the passports and tickets," said I. Changing engines in Liverpool, all the vehicles owned by my last job in Liverpool "Telefusion" Complete with the staff standing on the roofs, waving. For the last 5 years my part-time job, as a Bouncer in Night clubs in Liverpool a seaport. Had me into lots of fistfights. 1960 till 64 at the Cavern of Beatles Fame. Had to promise the Wife, to stop fighting! Got myself stabbed twice at the Cavern.
I have many Gun Blogs here! Thought I would flesh out who I am with this post.
Train to London changed trains for Portsmouth. Ship to Sydney NEW SOUTH WALES a Greek Liner, the SS Oriana. Five Weeks of a voyage.
Remember (No fights!) No seat for me, Wife had a seat, Baby on the knee, Susan squished in next to her. Just so happened the young man sitting next to Susan, had a friend sitting next to me, I was standing in the passage.
Holding the Baby Carriage (Not aluminium then, steel, small folded, but heavy) As Irene and I talked, back and forth these two started skitting our accents. They were from London. Warned the one closest to me, in Liverpool style. "Watch your mouth Jack" He started to mimic my last words!
I swung the baby cartridge as far as it would go to the side, and into his knee!
He screamed out and clasped his knee. I asked his buddy "You want some?"
No answer was an answer. No one nearby spoke at all for a few minutes.
I was 30 YOA then, 85 now. Later.
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