Ah, the thirteenish-year-old Heidi on Braydon's go-kart. I think there's a theme here. Something along the lines of 'one good reason to have a younger brother is that he has cool vehicles'.
Here we have our very lovely Wendy House that Dad built for
us. (Aussies call it a cubby house.) It had two storeys and was the
envy of the whole neighbourhood. I remember sleeping out in it overnight, but
being a bit scared half the way down the garden. I would have been scared of
witches and goblins and vampires, not tsotsis. This was 1969, after all.
A sporting moment on the tennis court at the bottom of the garden. That's Mom with the blonde hair, I think. Is the brunette Bev Blair? Look, you can also see the Wendy House!
Our lovely grandfather Bop, Mom's father. How relaxed does he look ...?
Cheers to the 1960s!
What a pity that the photos of our wendy house are in black and white - I seem to recall pink painted walls and a black tiled roof.
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