R
emember those pre-glued photo albums of yesteryears? You pulled back that transparent coversheet, placed your photos on the sticky stuff, and rolled the coversheet back over it again. After more than fifty years, the photos are still in almost-mint condition but there's no way of prising them off that glue again.
Having just bought one of those new print-and-scan CANON gadgets, I scanned a few of those glued-down photos to share with you. They all date back to 1970 and 1971 when we were young and full of ourselves.
The project marched on our stomachs, and our stomachs were full of ARNOTT'S biscuits. The biscuit-eating chap in the background was timekeeper Tony Bailey; I tracked him down years later - click here
Des Hudson, living proof of what a lifetime of drinking COKE can do
Fifty years later, those blue socks are still somewhere in my drawers
Dialling up the petty cash
With Bob Green (left) on one of the islands offshore from Loloho
Peter Goerman doing what he liked best:
cutting contractors' progress claims down to size
Ditto
Des Hudson stress-testing one of the girders for the new Loloho Powerhouse
Beach party at Loloho
On one of the offshore islands. From left to right John Gaskill, next one unknown, Peter Goerman having a laughing fit behind Jacko's back, Neil "Jacko" Jackson, and an Indian guy who's name I forgot
More of the beach party
And more. From left to right: Peter Goerman, Neil "Jacko" Jackson, Frank Joslin, the rest unknown
On the left Frank Joslin; "Jacko" Jackson with his back to the camera
More party-goers; the waving guy was Maurice Sullivan ...
... before he got caught.
Party, party, party ...
... and more of the same ...
... and then some more ...
... and more ...
... and more.
And here are a few more shots after I'd come back to Bougainville in mid-1972 as Office Manager for Camp Catering Services - see here:
'Beau' Player on the left; Roy 'Goldfinger' Goldsworthy on the right
No idea what the argument was about;
he was probably too drunk to remember himself
The guy with the cravat is Lloyd McChesney
The chap on the right was from Saskatchewan in Canada although considering the state he was in I doubt he was able to spell it;
in 1985 I bumped into him at the Blues Point Hotel in McMahons Point in Sydney and he was still (or again?) pissed
With his back to the camera is Les Feeney, always hard-drinking and always trying but hardly ever succeeding to light his pipe
Des Hudson in Bechtel's Loloho office
Des Hudson driving without a licence
Camp 6 at Loloho
And if you think photos aren't important, wait 'til they are all that's left.