G for Getting Older (turning 22)

This is the story of Will and his two friends who sailed to England in 1967 to see the world. Aerogrammes. letters, diaries and postcards help to tell of their adventures in this A to Z.

#AtoZChallenge 2025 letter G
“Birthday” Beatles 1968
They say it’s your birthday
It’s my birthday too, yeah
They say it’s your birthday
We’re gonna have a good time
I’m glad it’s your birthday
Happy birthday to you

52 Weltje Road, Hammersmith, London 6th April 1967

I had to meet a couple of girls (Michelle and Norma) from the Fairsea, at Victoria Station as they have just arrived from Europe and are staying here for a week.  It’s good to have some female cooked food for a change as somehow it tastes better. 

Meanwhile school was a bit hard to take after two and a half weeks Easter hols but we get a week’s holiday in eight weeks time (mid term) and besides, the kids are beginning to learn that  “What Mr Price says, goes”.

You asked about the flat and food. Well, it has worked very well in shifts for the cooking and there has been so much heckling, particularly if a crook meal is served, the meals have been reasonably good but the place gets a bit dirty now and then. Anyway the girls will probably clean it up this week as they won’t start teaching for a week or so and won’t get their flat immediately.

The hot meal at school is great. Today, for example, we had shepherds pie plus four vegs plus apple/blackberry crumble with custard for two shillings and fourpence.

Extract from Diary April 9th 1967

Birthday song for brekkie, coffee in bed.  Up for brunch.  Tube to Piccadilly Circus to show the girls London.

To Buckingham Palace, St James Park, Horse Guards, 10 Downing Street, Big Ben, Houses of Parliament, Westminster Abbey, Westminster Bridge, River Thames, Pavement Artist, Scott’s Discovery, Strand, St Clement’s Church (chimes), Trafalgar Square.  Tube back to Hammer.  Dinner, coffee, talked, discussed news from Home.  Bed 12.30am

Captain Scott’s ship “The Discovery”

School tomorrow!  How depressing after 2 ½ week’s hols.

21st April, 1967

Hi!  Received your letter. This is just a card we bought in Stratford. Michelle, Norma and I hired a blue Austin Mini for three days and we had a “delightful” weekend getting behind the wheel again and touring.  Left London Friday night and stayed at a pub at Cambridge the first night.  The university is quite impressive.  Then to Bedford, Northampton and Coventry where we saw the walls and steeple of Coventry Cathedral, built 1300 and destroyed by bombing in 1941. Stayed with Michelle’s friends at Rugby and saw the field where the boy picked up the soccer ball, started to run and rugby began.  Stratford is really beautiful and they fancy “Old Bill” quite a bit.  Many, many old buildings and his statue and name are everywhere.  

Shakespeare’s Birthplace, Stratford-upon-Avon Postcard John Hinds Studios Photo E. Ludwig

Extract from Diary Sunday, 23rd April

After 10 am breakfast 6 of us, Michelle, Norma, Keith, Phil, Ted and I caught the tube to Baker Street where we visited Mde Tussauds Waxworks.  Quite fascinating and very lifelike.  Australia was well represented in sports section with Brabham, Bradman, Marg Smith and Laver. Sir Robert (Menzies) was there.  Lady sitting on seat and train robbers reading newspapers. Battle of Trafalgar was quite realistic.

We thought it funny when Michelle asked a wax lady at the canteen did she sell chocolates.    Spent the rest of the day in Hyde Park at Speakers Corner watching the Yanks heckling anti-Vietnam speakers.  

I hear there’s a new pay rise for schoolies backdated to October (more brass for me).  Had a haircut.  First in four months. Food costs £2 a week.  Meat fairly expensive but I’ve put on over half a stone so am eating well.  Thank the club for singing Happy Birthday. Regards to all.  

Extract from Diary Sunday, 24th April

Flat was a hopeless mess.  Bods sleeping everywhere, clothes thick all over the floor.  Girls moved out to OVC (Overseas Visitors Centre). Met Fred at OVC and he moved in too. 9 for dinner!

52 Weltje Road, Hammersmith, London 26th April 1967

Hope the shock isn’t too great receiving a letter from me just after a card but I figured I’d better write a letter though yours and this one will probably pass in transit.  I had quite a good birthday.  The girls sang “Happy Birthday” and bought me a cake.  

Michelle and Will on his birthday

When the other blokes arrived back from Scotland they bought me a half pint of Bitters. Thanks for the $6.  I haven’t bought anything yet but will eventually have a splurge on clothes and will get myself a Harris Tweed coat for £5 and trousers are pretty cheap.  Sweaters look OK and are reasonably priced so will get one of these too.

Keith and Phil have bought a Morris 1000, 1961 van in good condition for £70 and are off to tour England, Scotland and Wales for two weeks and then to Europe as they are going to Canada for the start of the school year in September. Graeme and Neil have jobs in holiday camps so are moving as well, so Ted, a Canadian guy and Fred (went to college with him) have moved in and we’ll get a couple of others to share expenses.  The girls have got a flat but were cooking our meals for a few weeks before that. 

 Spent a good weekend checking out more of London.  Did a conducted tour of the Tower by Beefeaters, saw monument to the Great Fire, built 1671 and walked 311 steps to the top.  

View from the top of “The Monument” to the Great Fire of 1066. 311 steps high. Built by Wren 1671

Walked past Mansion House (Lord Mayor).  Bank of England, the Old Bailey and through St Paul’s Cathedral and down Fleet Street. Also had a ferry trip down the Thames. 

I’ve decided to stay teaching in London until end of term at least.  The boss wants me to stay for any number of years after that but no chance.  However, I might tour Europe for only the five week hols (summer vacation) and get back to London for two terms til following May, then to Europe and then to Canada in the following August.  But I haven’t yet decided.  I’m going to play it by ear.

Cheers (as the Poms say) and Cor Blimey, it ain’t ‘alf time to go.

E for England Swings Like a Pendulum Do

This is the story of Will and his two friends who sailed to England in 1967 to see the world. Aerogrammes. letters, diaries and postcards help to tell of their adventures in this A to Z.

#AtoZChallenge 2025 letter E
"England Swings Like a Pendulum Do"   Roger Miller •  1965
England Swings Like a Pendulum Do
Bobbies on bicycles, two by two
Westminster Abbey, the Tower of Big Ben
The rosy-red cheeks of the little children

52 Weltje Rd, Hammersmith, London, England 30-3-67

I received your letter with the clippings, photos and it gives me nostalgic feelings to see those bleary-eyed people who obviously have been drinking real beer. Don’t waste a drop of it. 

We are only 50 yards from the Thames River, where there is a sailing club (Enterprises, Fireflys, OKs and 14s) but you have never seen a worse place to sail.  They started a race at 6.00 pm the other night (winter) just on the turn of the tide and half the fleet went A over Z in the freezing water within minutes.  I met an Aussie from Speers Point who knew the 16ft mob and sailed skates etc.  

First flat close to the Thames and the Hammersmith Bridge

The Oxford-Cambridge boat race went practically by our door and all the Poms get very excited about this.  I saw the race on TV in Monmouth, Wales as Jan (a schoolie from NZ) and I, Graeme (one of the blokes in our flat) and Raewyn (schoolie from NZ too) hitched for a five day tour which started on Good Friday and took us about 500 miles through Oxford, Cheltenham, Gloucester, Monmouth, Swansea and Cardiff (capital of Wales), across the Severn Suspension Bridge (4th largest bridge in the world) and back to London. 

We stayed in Youth Hostels which are very good and cheap and one night in a little pub in the Welsh village of Brynmawr where the hospitality of the people and their liking for Aussies and Kiwis was amazing.  They sang us Welsh songs and shouted us pints of beer.  In the middle of one Welsh song they came out with “Up the Wallabies” and we all finished up singing “Waltzing Matilda” and “The Maori Farewell’. The night with supper and breakfast cost 7/6d each.  

The pub in Brinmawr

We passed by Aberfan where the 240 children died in a landslide disaster that flattened the school.  Over the whole trip we got about 20 lifts in cars, trucks and even an ambulance.  The people were very friendly and quite interested in Aussie. 

Tomorrow I’m taking off again for a week in Scotland, mostly Glasgow and Edinburgh and hope to get a tour of a whisky distillery (free samples) as the Scotch in Scotland is dearer than in Australia. I’m off by myself this time for a change.  I should be more mobile and I have to be back in London by Saturday to meet one of the girls from the Fairsea who disembarked in Naples and has been in Europe (Michelle).

We are living very well and the financial position is fair.  I think I’ve put on about half a stone, my hair is long (I haven’t had a haircut since Wollongong, over three months ago) but everyone’s hair is long in Pommie land anyway.

You should see some of these clothes! Talk about being way out gear! We are very keen on the mini, mini skirts though.  They’re nearly up to the neck!

I have seen quite a lot of the sights of London, but there’s so much to see it should take ages.  Think I told you we visited St Clements (Oranges and Lemons) built 1066 but destroyed, all but walls and steeple in 1941 and rebuilt. Also went aboard the Cutty Sark – she could do 17 knots under 32,000 square feet of sail – that’s faster than the old Fairsea.  

Will, Keith and Phil in Greenwich in front of the Cutty Sark

I stood on the 0 degrees Meridian, one leg in east longitude and one foot in west longitude at the Greenwich Observatory. Also have visited Carnaby Street (way out clobber), Soho (sort of a Kings Cross) where the strippers take off the lot, one after another but with no finesse at all!  Portobello Road is interesting with all its street stalls selling all sorts of junk very cheaply. Antiques are also very moderately priced and you should see all these shops selling old uniforms.  It’s the new craze in MOD gear.  

Portobello Road

I have been to London Zoo.  Pretty fair but wouldn’t say it was any better than Taronga Park.  We found a wallaby but didn’t see one kangaroo!  London’s biggest building is the GPO tower – 36 storeys.  We kill that with Australia Square of 50 storeys.  Oh well, the Poms will find out one day what a great place “Down Under” is.  Meantime we are having a great time looking at their country but we don’t knock the place to them.  Well, I’ll send you a card from Scotland.  Write and let’s know how things are.  It’s good to get mail from home and hear all the news.

PS

Saw my first colour TV yesterday.  Only fair but slight improvement on black and white.

PPS

Snowed here at Hammersmith yesterday but only lightly.

B for Bargaining in Singapore

This is the story of a young man and his two friends who sailed to England in 1967 to see the world. Aerogrammes. letters, diaries and postcards help to tell the adventures of “Will” and his friends in this A to Z.

#AtoZChallenge 2025 badge B
“World”   Bee Gees   •   1967
Now, I found that the world is round
And of course it rains everyday
Living tomorrow, where in the world will I be tomorrow?
How far am I able to see?
Or am I needed here?

Fairsea, Colombo, Wednesday, 25th January 1967

I am now seated on the fore lounge, and we are 100 miles South East of Ceylon at 12 noon.  We will arrive in Colombo at 5 am where this letter will be posted.  We have a conducted tour arranged for $3 and should get a good chance to see the place.  

Since I last wrote we have been to Singapore.  Although life on board is tremendous, excitement was running high as we entered Singapore Straits with our first chance to walk ashore in a fortnight.  We were running a day behind schedule due to gale force headwinds and engine trouble and as we entered the harbour at 5 pm Saturday the rain was teeming down in a typical afternoon tropical storm.  But it cleared quickly and we had a good view of the harbour, the world’s 4th largest – ships everywhere.  We docked at 6.30 pm and walked ashore at 7 pm.

Taj, our Malaysian mate, had a guide arranged and six of us boarded a Chev Impala for a good look at Singapore.  What a fascinating place! We could have spent a couple of weeks there! Two million people are living on an island 285 square miles in size. The atmosphere is so exciting and it is different to anything we have ever experienced. The people are about 76% Chinese, 20% Malay and 3% Indian. 

We went shopping and you, Mum, would love it. The bargaining is hectic. You tell them you’ll take about half their price and even a third in some things.  I bought a National 10 radio (bigger and better model than I had) for $10, a watch, Swiss brand Titus for $5, an Instamatic 104 Camera (they didn’t have any 304s) for $11.00, Sunaroid sunglasses for $2. We were shown through many sights and ate at the food stalls where food is cooked in the streets.  There were sautés and cuttlefish, chop suey and sweet and sour pork. Delicious.  People everywhere kept trying to sell us everything and are they persistent!  “You want to see blue movie?”  

We were taken for a tour of the red-light area.  There are dozens in Singapore but don’t worry we didn’t go in.  We saw a short performance of Chinese Opera and then moved on to a cabaret where Archipelago beer was a $1 a bottle.  What you could do in Singapore with $500 to spend!  Everything is generally very cheap and apart from the goods I bought it only cost $5 for the car, the food and the beer. 

Keith and Phil both bought Canonet cameras for $26 each.  I’m clicking away while they are still reading the instructions.  We returned to the ship at 4 am.  Singapore was still seething with life.  The ship sailed at 6 am and since then the weather has been fabulous.  

Will seated next to Phil who is trying out his new camera

We could see Sumatra and the Malay Peninsula as we passed through the Malacca Straits with hundreds of ships going by. We saw our first Chinese junk under full sail and lots of fishing boats quite close, visited the bridge and have put the camera to good use. 

On my radio yesterday I heard “Over the Rainbow” sung in Chinese!  The ship is now making excellent time.  Yesterday we had a run of 407 miles and 405 miles today which is the best yet.  The sun is still warm to hot even considering it’s winter in the Northern Hemisphere. We are meeting lots of people on board and now I have a girlfriend from Tasmania who is a French teacher (Michelle).  Will close hoping you are all well and will hear from you at Naples if not before.  All the best.  Having a ball.

Monday, 30th January, 1967, Arabian Sea

Hello again!  I hope you are getting all my mail and I am looking forward to seeing a letter from home sometime (Naples or Southampton or Overseas Visitors Club, 180 Earls Court Road, London).  This letter will be posted tomorrow night in Aden, South Arabia.  There is a 7 pm curfew there because of all the people getting killed in the streets with grenades etc. so we won’t be allowed off the ship as we arrive at 8 pm.  A bit of bad luck but I’d rather be alive than see Aden.  All the cheap buys will be available however as the boats come out to the ship and the bargaining is on again.  I intend to buy a chess set with case (magnetised) for $3 or less but that’s all. 

Ship life is as good as ever with lots of food, sleep, beer, parties, entertainment, girls, sport, table tennis, swimming, water polo, deck tennis and the sun has us all very tanned.  Today the rest of the cabin is flaked at 3 pm (although we got up for lunch at 11.30 am) after a hectic “Roaring Twenties Night” in which six of us played Can-Can girls and really brought the house down. The ship shouted us free beer afterwards.

Roaring Twenties Night

Since I last wrote, the day before Colombo, Ceylon, we have visited our second foreign port.  The ship moved in the harbour at 5 am and I was up to see her tie up. After 6 am breakfast we headed ashore at 7.30 am by launch and to a bus for a conducted tour of Colombo.  The streets were swarming with people wearing not so clean saris (including the men). Colombo is very poor with old buildings and very smelly. It was completely different to Singapore, much poorer with fewer cars and fewer good buildings.  Red London buses are jammed with people who wait patiently in long queues. There were a lot of ox-carts around.  

Old and new in Colombo

We visited a Buddhist temple, removed our shoes and took some photos.  We visited a museum and since it was Australia Day we raced over to the Embassy and shouted “Cooee Cobber”. Two girls (Australian) came out and said it was good to hear Australian accents again.  They were having a party with 700 guests to celebrate the occasion but we were leaving so we couldn’t go. I took a photo of a snake charmer with a live cobra in the streets.  

View from Hotel Colombo, Mt Lavinia. We lunched here.

The bus took us to Mount Lavinia where there is a grand English hotel. I ate hot, hot curry and rice and pineapple etc plus beer.  The pineapples are very juicy and very sweet.  It was the only thing that put out the heat of the curry.  Souvenirs were mostly quite expensive except for jewellery for which Ceylon is quite famous. Michelle bought a cat’s eye moonstone for £10 sterling.  Boats were alongside the ship selling all sorts of artefacts like bongo drums and carved elephants and one even wanted to swap my Singapore sunglasses for one.  “No dice”, said I.  I spent very little here (a change after Singapore) but lost a little money changing into rupees as the people wanted Australian money.

Boats coming to ship in Colombo Harbour

We passed the Cannibal Islands (off the coast of India) a few days ago where 3,500 people live. There is a leper settlement one mile from the town. 

Today is Resignation Day.  We officially are unemployed schoolies at 12 pm.  Tonight, is another party.  It was the fastest six-week holiday I ever had.  Glad there’s no school for us tomorrow.

Last night a baby boy (Adam) was born in the ship’s hospital.

(Editors note: This baby and the ship’s captain were photographed on arrival in Southampton and appeared on the front page of a London newspaper.)