The first few years I lived in Sydney
were positively amazing (despite the fact that for the first three months I spent most of the mornings in the strongroom crying my eyes out from homesickness).
I firstly shared a flat with my sister and her friend and then moved
into another flat with two fellow classmates from home that had also started
work in Banks on Sydney's North shore. Later an Aunty of one flatmate moved
down also. Annie was only 3 years older than us and attended the same
denomination as I so we settled at the same Church together.
Life was very sweet; my job was great, work hours allowed a 3.30 pm finish and on most days the beach was my after work venue. I made some amazing friends through both Church and work and had some life changing experiences. One was learning that the L.J.Hooker signs set around the suburbs were NOT ads for brothels and another was becoming a victim of two Bank Holdups within a 6 month period.
