Flashback: Me in 1971

This was me in my motorbike fantasy stage, aged 16. With white house paint, I painted “live to ride, ride to live” on the bottom of my denim jacket.

I’m looking a bit feral here. I don’t know what my sister and I were doing wandering around the paddocks with the camera. Perhaps we just moved away from the house so we could pose without our little brothers laughing at us.

christine 1971

Carapook was about halfway between Coleraine and Casterton. I was in the fourth form at the Casterton Secondary School. In September of that same year, I met my first husband at the football grand final in Coleraine. The next year I went off to Mt Gambier Hospital as a trainee State Enrolled Nurse. That was back in the days when you were paid as you learned on the job.

In between school and work, I was on the dole for a couple of months and could buy myself motorbike magazines. I settled on getting a Suzuki as my first bike. Well, I’m not dead yet, there’s still time!

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16 Comments Add yours

  1. Sue says:

    Oh to be young again, sigh, you never though time would go so fast.

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    1. ChristineR says:

      Yeah Sue, those days it didn’t seem to go fast enough! 😀

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  2. raroto says:

    Pee-Weet! You must have broken a Lot of hearts back then… 😉
    To be able to look back to the good old days is the best gift god’s given to us…for it means we still have our heads on straight, limbs intact, and … the internet is running uninterrupted! Happy Sunday sweetness!

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    1. ChristineR says:

      My lips are sealed. 😀 Happy Sunday sweetness? I can tell you are enjoying your day off! 😀

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      1. raroto says:

        Rolling in bed while listening to the pitter patter of the rain outside…sheer contentment!

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        1. ChristineR says:

          A wonderful sound and the one I miss the most as I get deafer. It has to pretty much pounding on the roof before I can hear rain now! I’m getting another hearing aide soon, been without one for twenty years now, or more.Then I’ll hear a mosquito piss. 😀

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  3. dadirri7 says:

    oh you look so cute … all that shiny hair and girlish dreams!

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    1. ChristineR says:

      So right Christine! 😀

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  4. bkpyett says:

    You look so lovely! It epitomises The innocence of youth. I appreciate my hearing aides, makes a huge difference.

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    1. ChristineR says:

      Hi Barbara. Yes I was innocent then. I was in my early 30s when I got my hearing aide, right after having an operation to put a plastic stirrup bone in the middle ear. Certainly improved the quality of mothers club and school council meetings. 🙂

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      1. bkpyett says:

        Hope you are able to get a new one soon. Are you waiting to get a free one when you turn 60? I got mine free and it is wonderful!

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        1. ChristineR says:

          Hi Barbara, I don’t believe I can get a free one until pension age which is at 66, another six years for me, unless this government does retrospective changes. I’ve got a cheap thing from China that might get me through until then. In fact, I forgot I even had it until I went to the doctors the other week without it – that’s the only time I’ve been using it. It was really handy when Mr R was in hospital, I could hear conversations properly but the damned beeping from machinery nearly done my head in. 🙂

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  5. raroto says:

    Hi Christine! I am nominating you for the VERY INSPIRING BLOG AWARD. I do hope you’ll do me the honor of accepting it. Click on the link for details http://duniyaku.wordpress.com/2014/06/30/another-award-nomination-yay/

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    1. ChristineR says:

      Oh I’m so dishonorable Raroto. I have been by your blog and grovelled. Thanks, but no thanks, sorry.

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      1. raroto says:

        Yep. The over-the-top groveling helped 😉

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