Day in and day out, mum’s weeks were a repeat. Sunday was always cake baking and roast lamb dinner day, Monday washday, Tuesday cleaning and vacuuming day, Wednesday soaking the delicates and catch up on the washing, Thursday do part of the shopping day, and Friday was shopping day.

She had a method to her clothes washing even when a washing machine and metal troughs replaced her copper and cement troughs. The boiler attendants at the power station seemed to know the exact time on Monday mum would hang the washing out the clothes on the Hills in the back yard because that’s when the chimneys reigned black soot on everything. Every Sunday was sift, blend, mix, beat, stir, whip, and bake, and mum would produce a delicious array of lamingtons and butterflies, and vanilla slices and matchsticks; the epitome of Australian cakes.

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