East is East and West is West and the wrong road I have chose ... "Haven't I got a lovely woice, Mummy?" "Yes Lynette, you sound just like Sophie Tucker." She must be good, this Sophie Tucker. I thought.
City Bonnet
My plumbing job bonnet - with Les Thomas and sons
Sat. Morning Bonnet - outside Woolies in Darlinghurst Road, Kings Cross
My First Movie Bow (and last)
'Hello Sailor' Bow
Santa Bow
Tartan Bow. I cut this one off!!
The Trocadero Bow c. 1953
1953 Botanic Garden's Bow
The Family Photo Bow 1956
City Bonnet
The Brookvale Bow - Mum and Nanny
Sat. Morning Bonnet - outside Woolies in Darlinghurst Road, Kings Cross
'Hello Sailor' Bow
Me Jenolan Cave's Bow
The Chicken Pox Bow - My mother was well-known for her ability to pin a bow on top of one's head, regardless of the lack of hair.
Bows were stuck on my head until I rebelled and steadfastly refused to wear one.
'She', then wetted hair, twirled it into clumps. Each 'clump' was held in place with bobby pins. When dried and brushed, my head was adorned with a mop of unwanted curls. A perm later replaced the 'curling sessions'. What was it with her anyway .. just let my locks flow I reckoned.
