My brain is fuzzy.. I found this photograph, as you can see it's not had a very happy life. My mother has a large hand tinted one at home in the basement under some old newspapers. I remember having this picture taken. I remember having to wear that dress, how the tarten itched and I worried that Jo would wiggle off the ironing board we were made to perch on. The photographer had convinced my mother to have us photographed, even though she really couldn't afford it. He said "what if they all died tomorrow, you wouldnt even have a picture of them". How horrible is that? See that expression on Jo's face.. she still wears that at times, that's funny to me.
I lived in Rotorua until I was 14 years old. I went to Westbrook Primary School (was one of the founding pupils actually) and then to McKillop College. On Friday, a woman from my college class was appointed cheif honcho of all that is Telecom. She is 37 and has a salary to make anyone weak at the knees. It's rude to talk about your own salary and even worse to reveal others, but let's just say, it's not over $2 million dollars a year, but it's over $1.8 million dollars a year. That's a lot of money. Just imagine the computer set up you could have with that kinda money rolling in every week. She probably gets about $100,000 per month after tax. I can't even imagine that much money. I would love to be able to though.
That school has produced some over achievers. Susan Devoy, World Squash Champ for 9 years running. Jan Corbett, award winning journalist and recently, successful author. Um. okay. that's all I can think of at the moment, but I am sure there are others. Oh yeh, Kathryn Sharplin, works for the Treasury Dept. down in Wellington in some not-so-minor-way. Cor, to go to a reunion, you would have to at least get a tailored jacket and a hair cut *s*.
Wayne, Joanne, Michelle