Hills to Hawkesbury Living Magazine - - Memories With Ivor Jones & Friends - BY RELLE

“Im­me­di­ately post WW2 for those peo­ple liv­ing in the coun­try there were more im­por­tant things than shoes. Shoes were worn for spe­cial oc­ca­sions like at­tend­ing church or go­ing to the near­est town for the weekly shop­ping. Com­ing from a farm my brothers first wore shoes when they com­menced High School. Our lo­cal Pri­mary school was prob­a­bly 2kms from home and only a gravel road (built up the hard­ness of your feet). Un­for­tu­nately my Mother ex­pected me to wear shoes, but more of­ten than not they came off as soon as I got to school.

From my el­der brother’s notes:-

“Some­times we had to get the cows in for milk­ing. As we never wore footwear this could be painful on a cold and frosty morn­ing. It was not un­usual to stand in fresh warm cow drop­pings to re­lieve the chill.”

Part of the rit­ual on a dairy farm was to dip the cat­tle (due to a tick prob­lem). This meant hav­ing the cows swim through a dip bath which con­sisted of an ar­senic mix­ture. A man from the Tick Dept would come to su­per­vise. Again from my brother’s notes:-

“A young heifer turned around in the chute, suc­ceed­ing to turn her around Tommy stood be­hind her to push her in. Sud­denly she de­cided to jump and Tommy, hav­ing ex­erted a lot of pres­sure on her, lost his bal­ance and fell straight in to the dip. How­ever Tommy was also one of those peo­ple who rarely wore footwear and had skin on about ½” thick on the soles of his feet. The ar­senic in the dip af­fected his feet and the soles of his feet just peeled off about a month later.”

For my­self, prior to my mar­riage, I de­cided that I would wear shoes around the house but when I dis­cov­ered that my mother –in – law never did other than dur­ing the Win­ter. BLISS!

Still only wear shoes on a cold day.”

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