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Moving to Peisley ST

Around 1969 and 1970 My Grandfather and Grandmother bought 137-139 Peisley Street in Orange. The place which was a Guesthouse for about 70 years became our home. Located right across from the railway station. It was a time of growth and hardship. My Grandfather bought this place on a handshake from Mr. Wentworth. He was a proofreader at the Central Western Daily NewsPaper. I was told he was a lovely man that loved his garlic and a healthy lifestyle.

1971 The Building of the Business

Back in those days, all you needed to build in the CBD of Orange was counsel permission to build. You did not need a White Card, Home Builders permit, or Insurance. My Grandfather being a person that was never frightened of a challenge built the shed with my Father and a couple of mates. My father worked at the local factory and my Grandmother was a Red Cross Nurse working at the hospital to support the building of this future business. 

You can see that scaffolding was 44-gallon drums and planks of wood. With all the work that he did on the building, they did not once have an accident. His style was that he would sit down have a smoke and just look at the job to do. He would then stand and say “I have it”. Then he just got to work. He would have it all planned out what to do next and then get stuck into it.

1971 The Building of the Business

My Grandfather was a great listener and watcher. He told me that he would quiz the building inspector about how to do something or what was the best way to do something. He did the same with tradesmen that came to the worksite.

From this corner, where My Grandfather is standing he could see the adjacent property that was bought a few years later and moved in to as out home where I was bought up.

1971 The Building of the Business

My Grandfather loved his VWs and I cannot remember a time when we did not have a VW in the family. 

In order to build the shed, he had to demolish the old chook shed and rip a lot of the garden up. He put down potash to level the land out.  

1971 The Building of the Business

You can see in the center of the picture a wire bed base. He used that for the sieving of the sand before putting the sand in the mixer to make the mortar with. 

1971 The Building of the Business
1971 The Building of the Business

Because this dream was being built on a shoestring. The principals that he is erecting in this picture were made with old bed irons welded togeather. Those principals are still holding the roof up now some 40 years later. He would always ware that beany hat with the pompom. My Grandfather had a dream, and he just knew that it would work and work well.

1971 The Building of the Business
1971 The Building of the Business

A year before he worked in Sydney at an Auction house. All the time learning how the paperwork was done and how and Auction run. He registered the business name long before the shed was built. Auction and Trading Mart was born from a gamble that he knew would work. The sign was leased from a company in Orange. After about 20 years he asked the company to buy the sign. They agreed and sold it to him. The windows of the shed were being thrown out by the Ex-services Club. So he got them for nothing but needed repair.

1971 The Building of the Business

Just on top of the Auction and Trading Mart sign was the Star of David. This he really celebrated because he was a Holocaust survivor from the Second World War. Over the years I always thought that this experience took all the fear out of him to take gambles that he did. 

1971 The Building of the Business

The large sign was such a wind sale that when there were strong winds, you could feel the entire supporting part of the wall move. The sign was set up on a timing switch, that would automatically switch it on and off every night.

1971 The Building of the Business
1971 The Building of the Business
1971 The Building of the Business

My Grandfather welded the gates up from scrap metal. They are still standing today and work just as well at the day they were built. Granted they do not look as nice as the new fences that are about today. He also put down the tar that served our driveway and car park. He bought the bitumen emulsion and used a garden watering bucket to pour the emulsion. 

In this picture is Carl Domond on the right and my father, John on the Left. Carl was a painter and signwriter. Carl was friends with my Grandfather for many years. Carl was truly a talented artist. Unfortunately, John had left our family when I was around 5 years old. I still hold some resentment for this and will not accept any reason why he never returned. My Mother never remarried, however, she did have 2 flings that never worked out. 

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