My father was a school teacher. He would spend his whole life at school – seven days a week. I remember going down with my father to school while he worked. I enjoyed going down there. I wrote on the blackboards, poked around or just watched what he was doing.

I did a commercial course and worked for a real estate agency in Wagga. Apart from real estate they had a franchise for dispatching planes out of Wagga. They held the passenger lists and weighed the luggage. It was an interesting job as I got to see all sorts of people. It was an interesting occupation. I worked there until I got married.

Oh I married a school teacher too! Isn’t that funny! He was on my father’s staff.