Hello!!!!

Welcome to my world!!

My OTHER FAVOURITE SINGER:

but especially when they were still together!!

 

How long am I going to be here?

Fellow Dutch-Australians..............

invitation

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Hello fellow-Dutch-born.......

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Cross over the bridge.............

Please WAIT a moment, to see the pictures (of bridges) change!!

(My grandfather was a bridgekeeper! )

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ON RADIO:

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Imme2

Imme

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IT's no secret!! I support "LEGAL NUDE BATHING" in the right location and company.

The annual 'nude swims' that are held in various locations, just PROVE,

how people find it 'liberating' when it's acceptable, legal, enjoyable.

GO to:

https://www.thepetitionsite.com/112/357/850/legalise-a-clothing-optional-beach-at-alexandria-bay-in-noosa-national-park/

https://www.google.com.au/webhp?sourceid=chrome-instant&ion=1&espv=2&ie=UTF-8#q=noosa

Just before we migrated to Australia, I passed her in the street. She was skipping. As the friends were turning the long rope and she was skipping they sang: "Imme. Heb jij je Jopie lief? Nee hoor. Hij is geen harte dief." .

(Imme. Do you love Jopie. No. He is no stealer of hearts.) Not a subtle message but, after all we were 11 or 12 years old.

For almost two years, on school days I had walked to the end of our street and up the dyke. The houseboat was moored there. I would press the doorbell and Imme and younger sister Karin would come out and walk to school with me. Karin and I often arm in arm.

My favourite memories of the walks home include 'deep discussions' with Imme whose father was an engineer. (So well-educated and living in that house boat seemed 'classy and special.) I know because on the door of the house boat the was I.R., after his name. It was mid-fifties and the "class-difference" would dissipate not long after we had migrated.

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As I always tell (when I repeat this story) Imme, younger sister Karin and the parents ate with a *knife as well as a fork!!! ( I WAS invited to eat with them one day.) * On that trip back my mother's sister with whom I was staying and I were invited to dine at my paternal cousin's house. As we sat down the husband of that cousin started to explain to us how to eat with a knife as well as a fork. ( He assumed that we were not used to that . )

Believe me. It was well-intended.

Just a little over sixty years later, when I look at the little photo of Imme, I so clearly remember our walks to and from school and how "deep" our conversations were.

At teachers college, in Wollongong, when we were asked to write 'a composition' to 'learn' how to teach "written expression" to our future pupils, I tried to describe what it had felt like, one afternoon AFTER school, when Imme had had to deliver something to a relative and there was a VERY strong wind blowing us about.

Yes.

I wouldn't be writing about it 60 years later, again, when I'd been impressed by the feeling of having our arms around each other - "sort of" - to stop ourselves from being blown off our feet.

( For a moment I was Clark Gable, or John Wayne, protecting her from the elements!)

On a more recent trip back I sat down on a bench, which was conveniently located on the top of the dyke, where the houseboathad once been and a little girl came 'up' there to talk to me.

( What did THAT look like from all those windows in the homeunits behind me. Me in my early sixties and the little blonde girl about 8?, 7? 6?? )

This time it felt like I was "Rain Man" or "Rip van Winkel".

Told her I was from a land far away and that the next day I'd be flying back to Sydney in an aeroplane.

She reckoned she knew what that was.

To me it seemed symbolic that I was sitting there reminiscing about the girls with whom I'd walked to school and she represented them- but a younger version. :)

 

EftelingSchoolExcursion

About Gouda where my roots are known to go back to at least 1300.

Cannot change the past but must try to get the full facts.......

Of course I'm reminded of Deborah Cheetam

About Gouda where my roots are known to go back to at least 1300.


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And my favourite singers on a par with Dean Martin.

O.K. They broke up. O.K. He was drunk when at a performance, I read.

But they have (virtually) sung to me so many years!

 

Please CLICK on the picture......puttingitanotherway

(I actually so much remember ASSESSING this area for Keep Australia Beautiful

but time has moved on.) Let's KEEP Australia beautiful!

 

Meanwhile......

Suzie - always doing interesting things.

My OTHER FAVOURITE SINGER: but especially when they were still together!!

How long am I going to be here? All the time?

Go! Go! Nicky!!

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Hello fellow-Dutch-born.......

 

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Ozcloggie is Jo Mulholland. Was Joop Mul - 2015