Category Archives: Fairbridge Tales

Looking back on my time at the school, I can recall what a change in education it was compared to England, far more impersonal.  I can remember some of the local kids, such as Greg Prideaux and George Cassimattis ( … Continue reading →

I awoke in the ungodly hours of the  early morning and with several other kids made my way down to the kitchen at the Nuffield hall. There i sliced bread and helped make a huge pile of sandwiches. These we … Continue reading →

Arthur relates the tale of how poor Nelgi lost her tail. Arthur came out in the 1948 party. It was just before Christmas of 1952/53, and i was on dairy duty at the Fairbridge Farm Molong.. Myself and some other … Continue reading →

All is quiet and still in the dormitory of Canonbar Cottage, the time is 3.30 am in the morning, the year 1959. The place, Fairbridge Farm Molong. Fifteen young lads have their heads buried in the pillows, dreaming of girls, … Continue reading →