In 1977 while working in Yarrows shipbuiders on the Clydeside’s, Glasgow’s River Clyde I decided that I had to move on but not just to a new job. I wanted to travel to Australia. I never thought this would be a permenant move I just felt it was something I thought I should do at that time. I was 25 married to Linda, with a one year old daughter. Linda, was less than happy but was willing to move if we were accepted. Later she told me she wished our application would be rejected, but that was not to be the case.
We were leaving Scotland travelling about 13,000 miles to Western Australia. We had no family or friends to meet us. No job, and only three nights accommodation in a Perth hotel. I should point out that when we decided to emmigrate electricians were not on the sponcered list, which meant we had to pay our own full fairs and were not entiteled to any of the services new migrants normally get. No subsidised fares, no new migrant camp accommodation, no new migrant support services. We arrived at Fremantle unsure how to get to our hotel in Perth. We got a taxi and the driver was very helpful and wished us all the best for the future.
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