Dad bought a block in Melville and had to dig a track through the bush in order to have a path to go get the paper and milk. The surrounds were all bush; there were kangaroos, foxes and rabbits.
When we were older we’d go to the Mayfair picture theatre in Bicton and the Princess or Hoyts in Fremantle. At the Mayfair we used to climb under or over the fence to get in without paying, then we’d roll Jaffas down the isle during the film. We also used to go to hops at Port Beach – that was the place to be. We would buy a bottle of beer and hang around out the front.