.Judy is a peripatetic Aucklander, a reader, a writer, a teacher and a parent who also loves to snorkel. She writes for her own amusement.
Hold on!! Riding on Holdens racing the dawn through the Cross.
Sixteen at last, trans Tasman temptations. My life in Darlinghurst stumbling into a squat where the lessons I'd learn, survival skills, and values unveiled, I'd continue to draw upon throughout my life.
At last I'd shed that mantle of conservatism, restriction and regimentation that had shaped and shackled my childhood in convent schooling, family life and parochial New Zealand society of the time. I was free to inhale, a ticket to places longed for. I'm at the table ready to devour life’s bounty.
Curiosities and curios, Darley St with the flotsam and jetsam of mid 70s Sydney. Cross dressers, cross coasters, cross-eyed, wide-eyed.
Marsupials and marzipan, pistachios and avocados, so exotic, erotic, cirrhotic. The mystique of first time experiences. This was Mecca for a foolhardy innocent of a girl who knew it all.
Yet within the hedonism, heroics and headless antics a character was being moulded of whom I'd grow to be. Are we not the sum of our experiences and beliefs and how they are processed?
Is it perhaps because now being an elder, an elderflower, that the past can be airbrushed with such affection? No, I believe those days were extraordinary. We were generational shooting stars rebelling, retelling and repelling the hypocrisies of pretence that had prevailed.
To say courage is best learnt on the run would be generous, though having stamina and resilience was no doubt handy. It was never a consideration being brave or bold, I thought I was immortal, garbed in an armour, a protective prism. That was until one slate October dawn drive home that resulted in my sister's skull and my own being smashed upon the bonnet of a moving meat truck outside Finders Street Station.
But that was when I was seventeen... and that’s another chapter.
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