dubbo

I spent the first ten years of my life at Dubbo, and I had not been back for 15 years. My memories of this town are dominated by riding bikes, open spaces, great friends and sport. It was a great place to grow up.

I was very exciting to be back again. Initially, I didn't recognise anything as we drove into town. As we passed the pool where I learnt to swim and the tennis courts where I first hit a ball, my jigsaw memory started to assemble a picture. The streets and buildings were very familiar, just the signs were different. My memory was kickstarted by the autumn colours and the dusty earth smell.

The street I lived in was exactly as I remember, and the friendly owners let me look through my old house. The interior was mostly unchanged, it was just a lot smaller than what I expected.

Gaj

The house I grew up in

The milk bar where I bought chewing gum and cricket cards after school every day.

Even my preschool was the same!