Monday May 27th: 1929
Spent most of today at the garage. Mail day and letters received from Victoria and Tassie which were much as always appreciated. Really did a bit of work today as took off an old Ford a tyre that was punctured and put on the spare after mending puncture in it. Had a bit of a lie down in the afternoon and got cleaned just before tea. Since tea have been reading and talking and writing.
Tuesday May 28th:
Took an accumulation of washing to the washer lady. Through having neglected to do this before, have to wear a dirty shirt for the next 2 or 3 days. Met in town this morning an old chap by the name of Bennett, who has spent many years in Northern Australia. Very well off now, although one would not think so to see him. Very interesting chap to talk to and gave some interesting facts concerning the life out west. He reckons it is the only life and that Northern Australia is a white man’s country and the most healthy of any for him. Also met a Mr Sutton , manager of Lake Nash Station, two to three hundred miles from here, out in my territory. He gave me a very cordial welcome to the station whenever I am out that way. He said that the people out west are not religious and have not much time for religion. I gathered from his remarks though that this all depends on what they term religion. I went to the hospital this afternoon, took some papers and had a yarn to the chaps. After tea the usual reading , talking and writing.
Wednesday May 29th:
Put the morning, in fact the day, home here being housemaid. Cleaned and pressed my own blue suit, also a suit for G.Moore. Looked after the baby at various intervals, fed him and put him to sleep two or three times, quite a good nurse. Went over to Young’s before tea and found them bottling beer (ginger). Had some out of bottles that had been standing for about 3 months. Had plenty of kick in it. Lots of the folk up here brew their own beer. Went to a concert at night, in aid of the local hospital, rather a crude turnout and a bit spicy in parts.
Thursday May 30th:
Really did a bit of work today. Was all day down at the garage working on the bus. Took the great awkward heavy hood off. Tightened up all loose nuts etc. Went all over with the grease gun and eliminated numerous squeaks and rattles. Am putting on now a single seater hood, the frame of which I removed from an old Ford. Cannot do without the Ford, nohow. Feeling a bit tired at night so off to bed early.
Friday May 31st:
Another day at the garage, pottering about the car. Fixed the framework of the old Ford hood so that it fitted the Oldsmobile. Felt a bit off colour in the afternoon so took it easily for a while, but suffered few after effects. A meeting of ladies here at night so I cleared out into the yard with the baby and put him to sleep and then listened to the choir practice in the church.
Saturday June 1st:
Another chap very kindly came along this morning and offered to assist me in covering the framework of the hood. Needless to say his offer was not refused. He happened to know a bit about the game a made a decent job of it. I helped by looking on. Finished the job in the afternoon and did no more for the remainder of the afternoon and evening. It is beginning to warm up again here and I am indulging very freely in cold baths, although thte water is really warm.
Sunday June 2nd:
Another lazy Sunday. Did nothing but sleep and read in the morning and went to the hospital in the afternoon and also called on some other folk who have been in Tasmania. Went to church at night, Brother Menear officiating. After church went with Mr Moores about 7 miles out to tow in a chap whose Ford had broken down. Came home and went to bed.
Monday June 3rd:
Public holiday. King’s birthday and God Save the King. Sunday School picnic for the children belonging to the Methodist Church Cloncurry. Had a very good day too. Spent the picnic on the banks of the Cloncurry River. No children were drowned as it is not possible here at present as no water in the river. It is a very nice place for a picnic, shady as well as pretty for these parts. I had a good day and enjoyed myself and now believe that I am quite fit to take the trip to Camooweal, as I played rounders, gave the kids swings, ran in a race, was nearly torn to pieces by two kiddies who got me down on the ground, and tore around generally and survived. I drove a load of ladies out and back. The lady who owned the car was a passenger and drives around the town but felt a bit nervous when she thought of going to the picnic ground so asked me would I drive the car. It is a Whippet and not a bad bus. I felt nervous too when I saw who my passengers were. The picnic was a success and all seemed to enjoy themselves. In the evening Moores and self went for a cooler out along the road in the car and finished up with icecreams and drinks down the street. A very good day.
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