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Pt Chevalier Times No. 18

Pt Chevalier Times No. 18

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Published by Lisa Truttman
Newsletter for the Pt Chevalier Historical Society, Auckland. Contents: Memories of Point Chevalier, Point Chevalier rifles ranges and military camps, Tinkerbell Jellies
Newsletter for the Pt Chevalier Historical Society, Auckland. Contents: Memories of Point Chevalier, Point Chevalier rifles ranges and military camps, Tinkerbell Jellies

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Published by: Lisa Truttman on May 16, 2011
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 ewsletter for the Point Chevalier Historical Society
 o. 18, May 2011
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Meetings—2011 (all at Horticultural Centre, 990Great orth Road, Western Springs)June 23
10.30 am (AGM) (Speaker: Scott Hamiltonon Kendrick Smithyman)
June 25
 —Reunion, 1 pm Pt Chevalier RSA
August 25
10.30 am. Members time to share. To beincluded in this, please see the Secretary and get your name put on the list.
September 28
Talk at Pt Chevalier Library on historyof district’s rifle ranges
 October 27
10.30 am (Speaker: Dave Simmons – Maori perspective of local history)
ovember 24
10.30 am (Speaker: Colin Gallagher on history of football in local area)
ext issue due out July 2011
Contact Lisa Truttman (editor) :19 Methuen Road, Avondale, Auckland 0600, phone (09) 828-8494or email ptchevalierhistory@gmail.comTwo photos very kindly provided by Richard Brayne:
“They are of my grandfather Carl Augustin & MontyLucas doing gymnastics on Pt Chev Beach early1930s with Dixiland in the background. My grandparentshad the first house built on the Burgess farm subdivision at23 Harbourview Road. Carl Augustin was a speedboat builder and racer in the 1930s & ‘40s. He also had a boat building and engineering business in Federal Street,Auckland until the early 1960s. “
Pt Chevalier Historical SocietyMinutes of meeting Thursday 28 April 2011Auckland Horticultural Council Rooms
Meeting started at 10.30 am.Present: 34 peopleApologies: Dick Pope, Edna Lovett, Lucy O’Shea, Margo Croad, Mark McVeighCorrespondence: Charlotte Museum (thanks for donation)
President’s reportAnnual general meeting to be held on 23 June (Horticultural Headquarters) Next meeting re Pt Chevalier car park wall on 30th April
Lisa Truttman (Editor Pt Chevalier Times)Sponsorship needed so magazine could be increased in size to allow publication of more articlesHeather Hannah (Ray White) has agreed to sponsor a ¼ page advert I each issue (many thanks!)
Treasurer’s reporti) 01 account -$2666 00 account-$469ii) Subscriptions paid so far this year-45
Guest speaker: John Fleming on the memories of a principal of Pt Chevalier Primary School
 Next meeting:10.30 am Thursday 23rd JuneAuckland Horticultural Council RoomsGuest speaker: Scott Hamilton on Kendrick SmithymanMeeting concluded 11.45am
laundry, which all the white sheets and everything elsethat was white were put in and then they were boiledclean and then put through the wringer to get all thewater out. They were then rinsed in water that hadReckitts Blue in it to keep the whites pearly white, thenthey would be dipped into a bowl of starch, then theywere hung on the clothesline. It was then time to use thewashing board to clean the clothes which was very hardon the hands. Washing day was a very big day and itwas not easy to do the washing when I was a child. Wehad a rotary clothes line which, being normal children,we would swing on when we thought that Mum was notwatching. The steel shaft of the clothesline had a hole init and a steel peg would go into it to stop the clotheslinefrom turning around. My sister Joyce told my brother to put his finger in the hole. Which he did and of coursehis finger was chopped off at the first knuckle and hehad to be taken to Auckland Hospital and have it sown back on. We were so scared at the trouble that we knewthat we were in, It was something that we never didagain. The clothesline was out of bounds.
My younger brother Brian and I would go up BerridgeSt to the “claypits” to play
( which is where the motor-way now runs)
which was where they made the bricksfor the Mental Hospital at Hall corner. One day two boys threw a kitten down one of the cliffs, just for funand laughing, we both started to run and yell at the boys, who then ran away. We rescued the poor littlekitten and took it home. It was injured and my mother took it to the RSPCA. The vet said that it had a back injury, but could live a comfortable life with a lot of loving care, but it would never be able to run properly.
With input from Barrie Leslie
I was born 13 January 1940 and had a sister Joyce andtwo brothers, James Barrie
(he was always known
as Barrie)
and Brian. In the 1930s my father and grandfa-ther owned boats, some were yachts, which my father raced at Tauranga, where my father then lived. Hewrecked some, one which was called the
 Lady Phyllis
at Tryphena Bay or Rosina Bay at the Great Barrier Island in the Hauraki Gulf. During the depression of 1929 they would buy a boat and with my father being acarpenter, he would transform it into a yacht and savea lot of money.
In 1938 the house in which my parents lived in Tau-ranga was destroyed by fire and my parents, elder sis-ter Joyce and elder brother Barrie moved to a StateAdvances house, which had just been built in RamaRoad, Point Chevalier, which was not surprising asPoint Chevalier was almost surrounded by water. Itwas a wonderful place for children to grow up in and Ihave very fond memories of it as I lived there all of mychildhood.
On the back porch, there was a large cupboard, one for wood and one for coal which was delivered by Mr Sadgrove regularly to the house. We used it for theopen fireplace in the lounge and for the copper in the
 Memories from Ann Daniels(née Leslie)
We named her “Honeybun” as she was a pretty honeycolour. She had a long and happy life living with us.One thing my mother taught us was to be kind to ani-mals and people.When the blackberries were in season, we would take buckets and go to Dunninghams Farm at the bottom of Walker Road, to pick (and eat) blackberries to takehome to mum to make blackberry jam and pies whichof course never went astray. We also went to Pikesfarm, at the bottom of Smale St, where Michael Balllived with his family, where we got milk in a bucketand eggs as well as duck eggs.When I started school in 1945 at Point Chevalier Pri-mary School at Te Ra Road, my Primer 1 teacher wasMiss Moore, who was a very kind and caring person.Having said that, it was a much different story whenwe were older and in the Standards, the teachers weremen. If you misbehaved you would receive the strapon the hand and I would get the strap for talking inclass. It certainly did no harm to us and I believe that ittaught us to respect our elders. We were given a bottleof milk to drink, which even though it was kept under the sycamore tree, it was warm in summer, but we stilldrank it. We had a Dental Clinic at school, which wasnot a favourite place for me as while you were in thewaiting room, you could still hear the noise of the foottreadle drill. I was a member of the School Patrol andyou walked out with a round patrol sign, to stop thetraffic. At that time there was not much traffic but youwatched out for the trams. I was proud to be given theresponsibility to get the children safely across the road.The same method is used today, with adults now doingthat job and they are called Lollipop Ladies.
Walker Park was where I played summer athletics andI also played baseball and basket ball. I loved sport.Point Chevalier bred two very successful runners whorepresented New Zealand. Today I am still friends witha few of my classmates, but unfortunately several havedied. My best friend is Pam Thomson and we emailtwice a week. While we were attending school at Pasa-dena Intermediate, Pam was very interested in FredBedwell who played Rugby League and I liked JohnSage, who was in my class and he also played Leaguewith Fred. They were in the Auckland Rugby LeagueSchoolboy Representatives ‘A’ Team 1953. Pam saidthat she wanted no one but Fred and when she becameolder, she was going to ask him to marry her. Sureenough down the track they did marry and are stillvery happily married and are still my closest friends.When Point Chevalier Rugby League boys played atWalker Park, I would go and watch them play, that iswhere I met and married one of the players. MauriceDevonshire was also Junior Schoolboy Champion. He played in the Junior ‘A’ team for Point Chevalier.We walked everywhere. In the winter it was a quick walk in the cold, across Walker Park to get to school towarm your hands on the heating
radiators. I would en- joy reading Enid Blyton’s books, so a walk to the li- brary at Hall Corner twice a week was most enjoyable.The Ambassador Theatre at Hall Corner was another treat that we would go to on Saturday, to watch theserials “
The Perils of Pauline”
and cowboy movies. Athalftime you would race outside so you would nothave to wait too long to be served to buy whatever youwanted. I normally would have an ice-cream or aChocolate Fish but my favourite was the “Eskimo Pie”which was a small slab of ice-cream covered withchocolate. We would walk to play our sports, walk toour friends house, walk wherever we had to go. I can-not remember any of the children that I went to schoolwith being overweight. I think that this was due to howactive we were, as we were outside most of the time.Our backyard was a good size, so we had a vegetablegarden plus fruit trees and our dad even grew mush-rooms under the house. Another thing that we kids didwas go to the Sunday School at the Baptist Church inFormby Avenue which we found very interesting andwe met a lot of people that we knew there.
We were lucky that we lived close to the AucklandZoo and it was very exciting to have a ride on Jamunathe elephant which only cost one penny. In the morn-ing and early nights you could hear the lions roaringand they sounded so very close that it would some-times scare me.I loved the stories that we were told by my mother andalso singing songs. My brother Barrie sang very well,
 Ann Leslie’s wedding, 14 March 1959. Photo courtesy Ann Leslie

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