HAVING relations at Millicent, I travelled from Adelaide to Kalangadoo on a new Bluebird train as a young teenager in 1954, such luxury compared to previous journeys on the old steam trains.
On this occasion my carriage was jam-packed with a lively bunch of boarders going home for the holidays. They all wore their uniforms and all seemed to know each other. After a session of boisterous inter-school rivalry and much seat swapping, some of the interactions became more amatory than exhibitionist. It was obviously not the done thing to turn and check out the writhing and giggling that was going on in the back row.
I still remember the laughter that bubbled up inside me a few hours later when, as the train stopped at a succession of tiny sidings in wheat and grazing country, I watched previously swaggering or flirting adolescents become children again, succumbing to the hugs of adoring parents before heading meekly to the family ute. I suppose it’s still the same these days; but the trip home can’t be nearly as enjoyable. Elizabeth Hutchins,
BON VOYAGE: With much fanfare, P&O ocean liner Mooltan departs Outer Harbor for London in August 1952.