For special occasions Judy’s hair would be curled, a long
process that began the day before. After dinner, the large cast iron tub would
be placed in the kitchen and filled with warm water from the kettle, ready for
the family to bathe. As the youngest Judy was last. With her fine hair still
wet Myrtle tightly rolled sections around long strips of torn cloth. These
would remain in place until the morning when all would be revealed as the
cloth was untwirled, result unpredictably in either soft languid curls or
a frizzy frenzy of tight corrugated wrinkles.
No mind Judy’s hair would always return to its natural form within a few hours much to Myrtle's consternation.
Figure 1 Judith Todman on the left, unidentified friends in the middle and Warrick Todman on the right.
Figure 2 Judith Todman second from the left, Warrick Todman sitting in the middle and [Uncle] Norm Crump standing at the back. (other children yet to be identified)
Figure 3 From the left: Standing- unidentified Girl, unidentified Boy, Warwick Todman; Sitting: unidentified Man 1, unidentified lady in a hat, Doris Carter (in a cloth turban), unidentified Man 2, Stuart Taylor, Myrtle Todman, Judy Todman
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Figure 2 Judith Todman second from the left, Warrick Todman sitting in the middle and [Uncle] Norm Crump standing at the back. (other children yet to be identified)
Figure 3 From the left: Standing- unidentified Girl, unidentified Boy, Warwick Todman; Sitting: unidentified Man 1, unidentified lady in a hat, Doris Carter (in a cloth turban), unidentified Man 2, Stuart Taylor, Myrtle Todman, Judy Todman
This post is part of the Sepia Saturday 502 : 11 January 2020 visit their site to learn more.
Sources
Interview, Mrs Judith Williamson by Sandra Williamson, 2015, Patterson Lakes, Victoria, Australia
Love these photos! Particularly enjoyed reading about the hair curling process. My grandmother did my hair that way once, using tied rags. But it was such an ordeal, and like Judy's, my hair would fight the curls and explode into its own waves. But it was fun for that one day to have bouncy ringlets!
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ReplyDeletePerfect photos for our theme, and a wonderful narrative way to present them! I hope your creek has escaped the terrible wildfires.
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