Station Street
North Carlton
Dunstan Avenue
East Brunswick
Station Street
Again our stay here was fairly brief, and again this “Terrace House” style is now also very trendy, allowing people to live within a mile or two of the city centre.
One of the reasons for our short stay here was the profit margin available to Dad.
About this time it was firmly established that my Mother was a “homemaker” and not at all interested in constantly moving from one place to another.
As was often the case in our household, this led to some “lively” discussions.
Despite all this we were soon packed and away to our next destination, in fairness our packing up was not a huge task as we had very few possessions at that stage.
This may well be the site of my Dads last outright victory, all the same attributes that applied to our previous homes were there, including the short term of residence.
All the previous
This was probably the site of my first experience of friendships that weren’t pre-ordained by my parents.
Many of my “friends” up until now had been cousins or children of my parents friends.
Don’t get me wrong about this, I had nothing against these kids, it’s just that I discovered this new kind of friendship.
1 comment:
Nice photos, Peter. Similar to some of the houses I lived in while I was growing up. We moved around a lot too, but all in the same area. My dad would buy a house, live in it and fix it up, and sell it at a profit. I think your dad and mine were a lot alike (except mine did not become wealthy doing it).
Glad to see you are playing the meet n' greet. It will bring you more traffic if you play it throughout the day - and you write so well that other people deserve to know about you!
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