1962 was a good year for me. I had made a big mistake in 1960 and messed up my life but I tried to make amends and start a new life for myself and in 1962 it started to happen.
Firstly my old school friend asked me to go on holidays with her and more importantly I was accepted into Teacher's College after applying for three years.
In January 1962, when I was nineteen and living in Sydney, my friend Margaret and I went on holidays to Surfer's Paradise on the Gold Coast in Queensland. In those days it was everyone's dream to go there on holidays.
We saved up and bought a coach ticket and off we went for a week's fun in the sun. The coach took all night to get there from 6pm to 6am. I couldn't sleep in the coach, it was uncomfortable and I was excited.
We had a great time but too soon it was time to board the coach for Sydney and my new life at Teacher's College.
Always nice to watch the old photos.
ReplyDeleteThat was nice concise writing. Yeah, they were QLD lads, the Gibb brothers. You have survived most of them.
ReplyDeleteI think from elsewhere I picked up about your mistake in 1960. I heard a podcast a couple of years ago and I wanted to write about it but I did not save it and I can't find it now. I often think of the outrage. Some truly awful things happened to destitute Aboriginal women in Sydney hospitals.
Oh good... I love reading your story! More please.
ReplyDeleteLove the fresh pineapple pose - I suppose you were a year or two early to pose as meter maids?
What great photos, looks like you enjoyed life back then.I prefer the old Gold Coast as well.
ReplyDeleteDiane, I love seeing these picture of you, during your young years. It must have been neat to see the BeeGees when they were first getting started. Great post, have a happy day!
ReplyDeletewhat a great time - and the bee gees! wow!
ReplyDeletethat bathing beauty photos is wonderful, you looked great and so happy and i remember the style glasses your friend has on, they were really popular... I was 17 and graduating from highschool that year...
ReplyDeleteforgot to say, i screwed up my life in 1963 and did not get it together until 1984
ReplyDeleteI bet you were a wow on the beach. Margaret's glasses are a real reminder of that period.
ReplyDeleteI have SO enjoyed reading your story, Diane. You are so smart to write it down for your girls...
ReplyDeleteGreat set of photos....
Hugs,
Betsy
I always enjoy your story of your life and your girls and grandbabies are so going to enjoy the books!
ReplyDelete1962 was a great year for me too, it was the year I came into this world.........lol
ReplyDeleteI can't imagine going on a long coach trip, although Tim went on a coach holiday before he met me and he had a great time.
I have enjoyed some of your older posts so will look forward to hearing more of your story. I love the black and white photos. Your girls will enjoy having all your memories in a book…what a great idea!
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you've decided to continue your story. It was neat that you got to hear the Bee Gees before they were the Bee Gees.
ReplyDeleteThose were the days.
ReplyDeleteI remember Surfers but it would have been several years after you went there....nice to read you saw the Bee Gees and heard them sing :)
Do you still have that camera from those days? I inherited (took) my father's Box Brownie, and have no idea what became of it. That nowadays causes me great sadness.
ReplyDeleteJust spent a very enjoyable time reading your older 'life story' posts Diane.. You're lucky to have so many fab photos from back then.
ReplyDeleteYou have the same wonderful smile, Diane! I love your friend's cat eye glasses--my first pair looked similar. How fun to meet the Bee Gee's before they became the Bee Gee's! I was a big fan of their Saturday Night Fever album. Still have it! :)
ReplyDeleteWow, what a pin up picture of you ! and meeting the Bee Gees ! In 62 I was 18 and went for the first time to Italy in a train ! What a trip !
ReplyDeleteMy GOD you were gorgeous!! And still are, of course - just in a different way!!
ReplyDeleteThank you Red for the compliment. Funny how I didn't think I was nice looking then I had an inferiority complex.
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