This is one of my favourite photos.  It was taken on holidays at Coolum in Queensland around 1975.  We stayed in a little flat and one day my mum dropped a bottle of milk out of the fridge and it smashed on the floor.  Of course I went over to help clean up, or really just to sticky beak and I stood on a huge piece of broken glass.  I think the nearest place to go to was an ambulance station where they stitched my foot up, I still have a huge scar across the bottom of my foot.

The little Indian dress and head band I'm wearing was made by my mum out of flour sacks.  I think Gabby & I both got them made for Halloween.  I remember Gabby's school class were allowed to come in costumes for the day and I really wanted to go to school dressed up too.  So I did and I was the only one in my class that came dressed up.  I also remember a man at school who was up on a ladder changing light bulbs and he said something about "the Indian's are coming" when I walked past and I felt really embarrassed.
Another thing I remember about that holiday was a kite we had.  It didn't fly very well and needed a tail.  I have vague recollections of my Aunty Desley tying a few bras on to the kite to make a tail.  Funny things we remember.  I'm sure there's more to the story, I just need my rellies to fill in the gaps.
