My parents were married November 1944 after my father came home from the war.
My mother was engaged to another soldier and I feel my father was a rebound partner.
I never knew my father as you will find out as I go on with this story.
Looking at old photographs I have my mother was a farmhand and a ??????? during the second world war. She was bought up on a farm all here life along with her brother who was about 10 years older than her.
So she was quite masculine and I have photos of myself and my brother on backs of many horses.
My brother Leslie was born 21 months latter on the 19th September at the same hospital.
The place we lived was called Port Albert in New Zealand.
I was two years old and my brother was about 3 months old when my mother took me from my fathers arms and I can still remember my screams as i was ripped away from him, never to see him again. I still cannot stand children screaming and crying due to my experience as a amall two year old child.
Port Albert Scene
