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Washing day at the Hostel

Washing day at the Hostel

Mum hangs up our washing outside our Nissen hut at the Wacol Hostel in 1965.

A good impression

A good impression Originally uploaded by MagicTyger

It looks like Dad made a great impression on the interviewer.

“Recommendation: A”

“Medical Arranged”

“Excellent fellow (Scotch origin) with wife and children to match. Suitable for A/P under C/N. Conditions explained”.

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The First Step

The First Step Originally uploaded by MagicTyger

The greatest journey starts with a step.

This is the form that Mum and Dad completed in order to apply to come to Australia in February 1963. They were 22 years old at the time. I wasn’t even a year old, and

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Migrant Ships

Here is a partial list of Ships that brought immigrants to Australia between 1950 and 1971.

This list is not complete. If you have any additions, or better links, please let me know.

Achille LauroAkaroaAngelina LauroArcadiaAsturias (2)AureliaAustralis

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The Wacol Migrant Hostel

Click on any of the thumbnails to see a larger picture.

After spending ten days at Yungaba,

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Yungaba May 1965

Yungaba May 1965 Originally uploaded by MagicTyger

This is Sylvia (Mum), Karen and Neil (me) in the garden at Yungaba not long after we disembarked from Ellinis.

Mum’s seven months pregnant here, with Kevin.

It was around this time that Karen and I caught chicken pox.

As a 23 year

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Clowning Around at Dinner Time

Clowning Around at Dinner Time Originally uploaded by MagicTyger

Ellinis 1965.

Mum says it’s no wonder some people are terrified of clowns these days!

Karen, sitting on Sylvia’s (mum’s) lap doesn’t seem too impressed.

Acropolis 1965

Acropolis 1965 Originally uploaded by MagicTyger

Early April 1965. Sylvia (Mum), Bruce (Dad), Karen and Neil (me).

Ellinis stopped in Piraeus, Greece on her way from Southampton to Brisbane.

Dad took his young family to see the ancient Greek ruins.

Mum writes: We stopped at a few Ports. Piraeus, we

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