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  • I Remember When . . . Film, Music and Dust Production Filled My Life - Part 8 of the ongoing story

    "Lights, Camera, Action" (Of Movies, Music and My God - the Dust!)

    This is Part 8 of an ongoing series of articles on:
"I Remember … when it was great to be . . .



    Rob, the serious "Film Unit Manager" at Crawford Film Productions 1974
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  • I Remember When . . . LD5's, GSP's and mushrooms reigned supreme - Part 7 of the ongoing story

    “HUBBLE BUBBLE, TOIL and TROUBLE” [Manfred Mann]

    This is Part 7 of an ongoing series of articles on: “I Remember … when it was great to be . . .

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  • I Remember …was I going to be a Hippy or a Yippy? – Part 6 of the ongoing story

    "Hooray For the Yippies!"[Phillip Adams]

    This is Part 6 of an ongoing series of articles on:
    “I remember …when it was great to be . . .”


    [If you haven’t read the previous article that leads into this one, you should! Just click on this link-Take Me To Part 5 ]




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  • I Remember…when being a hippy was hip (at least to us) – Part 5

    I Remember…when being a hippy was hip (at least to us) – Part 5

    “For The Times They Are A Changing” [Bob Dylan]



    This is Part 5 of an ongoing series of articles on:
    “I remember …when it was great to be”.
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  • I Remember ...when it was great to be a teen (Growing into a hippy) - Part 4

    I Remember ...when it was great to be a teen (Growing into a hippy) - Part 4

    Sex, Drugs and Rock and Roll - It certainly works!



    This is Part 4 of an ongoing series of articles on:
    “I remember …when it was great to be”.

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  • I Remember .... when it was great to be a kid (Growing into a teen) - Part 3

    I Remember .... when it was great to be a kid (Growing into a teen) - Part 3

    They say if you can remember the 60's, you probably were not! I certainly was, and, I remember!

    This is Part 3 of an ongoing series of articles on, "I Remember ....when it was great to be".

    If you haven't read Parts 1 and 2, can go to part 2 through this link and it will take you to part 1 if necessary!
    http://www.tooraktimes.com.au/conten...at-to-be-a-kid!
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    I didn’t enter the 1960’s with a bang, or with a whimper....
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  • I Remember .... when it was great to be a kid: Part 1

    I Remember .... when it was great to be a kid: Part 1

    Recently I have begun a voyage of discovery joining an on-line genes organisation, and having my DNA tested, as part of tracking my ancestry. There was never a time when I was young that I actually took an active interest in who my ancestors were. This article was written after Part 2, it chronologically comes before my original article posted earlier this year. So, as that story follows this, I'll link to it later. the time I did get genuinely interested, my parents had passed o...
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  • I Remember .... when it was great to be a kid - Part 2

    I Remember .... when it was great to be a kid - Part 2


    bilbo.economicoutlook.net

    I look around me and in particular I look at kids and I see young people desperately trying to be sophisticated at a young age, or worse, I see kids whose parents try to make them sophisticated at a young age. With the progress that technology has both provided and forced upon us, it seems to me that kids just don't get to be kids anymore.

    [Now if you haven't read part 1, maybe you should -
    Take me to Part 1] Being a kid in the 1950’s ...
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  • I Remember: Finding and Rejecting Religion

    I Remember: Finding and Rejecting Religion



    I clearly remember being formally introduced to religion. It wasn’t so much that it was inculcated into my being by some form of coercion, or even subversion by my parents, but rather by a gentle introduction and allowing me to form my own position. Given this was the mid 1950’s, on reflection I think this was a very advanced approach by my parents, and, certainly out of step from the mainstream beliefs regarding children and their forced embracing, of the church. Both of my paren...
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  • I Remember...

    I Remember...

    I REMEMBER – GREVILLE STREET



    I moved into Greville Street circa 1970, as it was just becoming one of two central gathering places for the growing 'hippy' scene in Melbourne. Contrary to popular belief, that 'scene' wasn't a big one, in fact to be labelled a hippy was done with considerable venom by the community at large, but we wore the label without actually giving it much thought, because we were living and discovering a lifestyle and philosophy, one that wasn’t concerned...
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