A bewdiful bevy of Australian woman hood -

(circa 1970) at least thats what we told ourselves. Next to my old school photos I found this... this was our little "group" might call it a gang these days. There was one other called Helen and when we combined all our last names it made up a word that only we all knew. The two in the front row were my best friends, Pam and Gwen. I still know where both of them are, and though not close we keep in touch - they haven't changed much, not even to look at, but we have all become a bit more extreme (or is that eccentric?)

The two in the back row, left were Lexie (rhymed with sexy we used that a lot in poems and ditties) and Jan. Don't know where they are. I look at my face there and all I can remember was how happy I was - everyday I was happy. I was lucky that I never got the blues as a teenager - "Puberty Blues" (great movie )- missed me... we would sit up the back of class and everything always seemed so funny. I sat next to Gwen a lot and we both used to draw caricatures of the teachers and other kids and write little poems about them and then nearly wet ourselves laughing about the. Its a wonder we learned anything... we had a teacher called Mr Murray who thought he was a bit of a looker - so we made up a drawing and poem and he became "The Floundering Murray Cod" (thats an Aussie fish). I still have one or two of those poems but a removalist lost the box of drawings which I have never forgiven him...