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DAVID THOMAS NOLAN
Remnants
- The smell of muddy water
- over the nineteen mile is etched in my
mind.
- Taste of cod and yella belly.
- The Edward’s, West’s,
Thorne’s and Shanney’s.
- Alf, the merry man.
- My mother’s love - and sickness.
- PJ’s matchbox cars.
- The Aboriginal Inland Mission.
- Vulla wundunna.....
- We’d sing it in the old Koori lingo.
- He sends the rainbow, the lovely
rainbow.
- Uncle Bob preachin Rice Bottles, Rice
Bottles.
- His boxes of bubble gum and footy cards
that we flogged.
- Mr. Faulkner playin the organ.
- The camp gauge bottle sitting on it.
- Mum and Georgia trudgin up Mount Oxley in
the heat.
- Aunty Joan not far behind. Lollie,
Mooshie, Joycie
- and Theresa all laughin when I fell off
Alfie’s car.
- Doctor Davies prodding me in the kidneys.
- Hospital desserts.
- Catchin booglies by the Mitchell in two
foot of water.
- Strollin along the levy with torches
lookin for snakes
- during the big flood.
- A bend in the bridge out North. Big Aunty
Dot from there.
- A windblown kiss from Susie C.
- Orbells and empty coke bottles for
ten cents pool money.
- Our house up from the reserve.
- Aunty Edna in a shed near the river.
- Golden Syrup on a slice of bread.
- Shorty, Scruffy, Sooty, and Boornt.
- Creggy toes and gwangy
legs.
- Scurry the bus driver. The motor bike
that ran into us.
- A green HR, a cream HK, a brown Val and a
blue Cortina.
- A Red Zed with C of A on the number
plate.
- Mum’s tears - and mine.
- The name of the welfare man
- who took me from her.
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