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The Social Club

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When I was a kid we moved from one end of Australia (Hobart) to (almost) the other end. Port Hedland.  We walked across the tarmac in the biting cold, stepping onto the plane, bound for somewhere we’d never even seen.  We stepped off (I think I remember a pit stop of a few days in Perth) into the searing, rippling heat.

It seemed impossible that somewhere could be so different. Tasmania was all bushy back blocks, gullies and water views. Hedland was mile after mile of red dirt, spinifex, shapes in the distance and big sky.

Still, it was the perfect challenge for someone like me. Going from a small city to a scattering of rural towns linked by vast expanses of road. There was nothing to do and everything to do as it became clear that most people lived around the corner from each other and there were a handful of primary schools all feeding into one high school. I loved growing up there.

I was just thinking about all the fun stuff that happened – riding boys bikes around the huge triangular-ish dirt patch outside everyone’s back gates. Walking out to the tip to salvage the things that had fallen off the back of utes along  the side of the tip road. Baking ourselves on the crunchy, manicured ‘lawns’ at the local pool. Waiting outside the only Chinese restaurant for honey prawns, sneaking peeks into the tiny bookshop next door.  Buying Sweet Valley High and Sweet Dreams books at the newsagent. Getting ice cream sodas from my brother’s friend’s parent’s shop.

Another thing I remember was that my parents were in a ‘social club’. Do you remember those? They existed to help people make friends and they staged events and mixers to encourage everyone to hang out. Sometimes it was a Christmas party with staggeringly generous Kris Kringles for all the kids. Probably they had wine and cheese nights, but I don’t really remember going to those. One of the best things I THINK I remember was film nights. They had film nights with rolls of film clattering through a projector. Or not.  Maybe the film and projector were something to do with my parents’ work? I can’t remember because it was a long time ago…

What I do remember though, was that the film projector and some rolls of film were occasionally loaned out to us and made their way to our Department Of Transport subsidised house.  We’d set up the lounge room like a rather uncomfortable cinema (our furniture was that 70s kind with the wooden arms and the low profile cushions. Ugh!)

Comfort didn’t really come into it though, because we’d eat homemade pizza and drink glasses of cordial and watch movies on the pull up screen with the ceiling fan humming overhead.

My favourites were The Beatles films. Sergeant Pepper’s, Help!, Yellow Submarine and A Hard Day’s Night were the best. There was something about them clattering cheerily into the lounge room – halfway between the hallway and the kitchen – that made it super special. It was an occasion. A treat. Our very own super tiny social club, if you will.

It just goes to show that those special treats you rustle up for the people you love can stay with them forever (even if the edges get a little bit fuzzy and clump together a titch!) And that big changes are often pretty easily navigated, if you add enough Beatles.

Naw. Nice.

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6 Comments

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    The Renaissance Man
    May 22, 2015 at 8:12 PM

    Pip, wonderful memories.

    You’ve triggered mine that’s for sure. Listening to the Beatles records was such fun and all these years later I still love them. We used to have our own silent super 8 projector and my dad had a camera that he would film us kids with and our holidays on 8 minute movie rolls that would be posted off to Kodak for processing and returned a week later. They were fantastic to watch. I’m very fortunate to be in possession of them all and one day when I have the money I will get them all converted to DVD.

    Being the child / children of migrants we had (and still have) family in Europe. We used to get films sent to us fromfamily in Europe so that we could see them They would e accompanied by large open reel audio tapes that we would listen to simultaneously whilst watching the film. That way we would hear the voices of our family members. I still have a couple of those reels and my dads old Grundig Tape recorder and player. I must get it serviced and working again.

    The other thing we used to get every so often from one of my dads cousins were super 8 films of some of the Formula 1 car races of the late 60’s and early 70’s. Back then the crowd barriers were non existent so he would get up close and also walk through the pits. To see my hero’s like Jim Clarke, Graham Hill, jack Brabham on our lounge room wall as they battled their cars was just fantastic.

    Thanks Pip for bringing the memories flooding back.

    As an aside living in Port Hedland back then did you ever come across Red Dog on his travels.

    Cheers,

    PatrickC

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    Leni
    May 19, 2015 at 6:02 PM

    In my guitar class last year we were looking at the Beatles and watched Help! which was where my obsession began. I also love A Hard Day’s Night and the photos you chose.

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      Meet Me At Mikes
      May 19, 2015 at 6:04 PM

      Oh Leni, how great are they?! x

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    Kate
    May 19, 2015 at 12:02 AM

    The Pilbara in the 70’s – I spent part of my childhood there too. It was the most social time of my parent’s lives I think. Thanks for the memories.

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    Zoe | A Quirky Bird
    May 18, 2015 at 8:15 PM

    I loved The Beatles movies when I was young and I can rememer the rattle of the film projector. Loved sharing your memories, Pip. xx

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    Rachel
    May 18, 2015 at 7:01 PM

    What a lovely post. I enjoyed reading about your NT childhood. More please!

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