Happy birthday to my sister Emjay. I think you all know her.
Emjay and I have always probably been the closest of the siblings. Lol, well I think we have been anyway. Not when I was little mind you. Then I was just a pain in the arse who wanted to hang around with them and they’d all be going – Muuuum, tell Jane to go away. Emjay is the oldest, then there is our sister Min, our brother Greg, then myself. There was a bit of a wait for me. Mum had those three in four years and then there was a four year break before I turned up. So there is a seven year gap between Emjay and myself and maybe thats why it works.
By the time I was eleven she’d more or less left home. She’d travelled overseas to visit our grandmother, Dodo, and then she moved to Sydney to go to University. I used to write her these really long letters, pages and pages of them. God knows what I wrote about because I was an eleven year old girl living on a farm in the middle of nowhere. But I’ve never been short of something to say.
So that’s why you won’t see me in any of the following photo’s. I either wasn’t born yet or I was locked away in a box somewhere.
A Brief History of Emjay (in no particular order)
Here is Emjay standing with our mother who is holding our sister in front of our house. Mum tells me that was probably a rabbit or a kitten in the basket. If it had the misfortune to be a rabbit they probably ate it later on. But I’m sure it was a kitten.
Oh I love this photo so much. Every time I look at it I just love them all to pieces. Aren’t they cute? Even though Emjay does look slightly malnourished. Seriously you cannot believe how much she looks like her son here at the same age. And look at my brother – a RANGA! He’s the only ranga in the family. (Spell check is not loving ranga so I guess you call your redheads something else.)
Lol, oh my. Here we have my sisters at the beach. In their pyjamas by the look of it. But they’re having fun so that’s the main thing. Good lord we really were the country kids go to the big city. Our father came to Australia from a small island that was surrounded by water. When he arrived in Australia he moved to an area that was a long way from water. I think he missed it a lot. So every boxing day we would pack up the car and head to Sydney and the beach. And it didn’t matter if it was freezing cold, we would be at that damn beach. And he would be that person who was always the furthest out in the water, just a head bobbing about in the water. And we’d play on the beach – maybe in his pyjamas by the look of it.
And here is Emjay with her good friend Melissa. They are still friends now. Our mums have been great friends for many years. They had a lot of dinner parties at each others places. Mum and Dad would lay down the back seat of our station wagon and set the back up with blankets and we were supposed to go to sleep out there but there was always a lot of tom foolery going on. Dad made that swing set. We had a lot of fun on it. We used to try to swing hard enough so that the front and then back would lift off the ground. It was the sign of a good swinger.
This is a nice shot. Except for my mother stalking them in the window.
Here is Emjay with our brother, doing a bit of painting wearing funny caps. That was our doberman Portia, she was lovely.
More fun at the beach. And I made it into one of these.
More fun on the swings but with matching dresses and maybe a new doll. I don’t think any of us were really doll girls. I think we had dolls but didn’t really play with dolls. But I remember this doll. I remember her because for some reason one night she spent the night in my room and sat in my purple chair. And I woke up through the night and looked over at her and there was this massive green frog sitting right in the middle of her head.
I’m always thankful when I look at these photos that my mother considered four to five years too long to hang on to clothes for hand me downs. Otherwise I would have had the same outfit for two seasons.
More too much cuteness. Adorable. That swimming suit certainly grew with her.
And another favourite of mine. This was a camping expedition for Emjay and one of her friends. Another long time family friend. She looks like she has a lot of mischief planned.
So happy birthday to my sister.
We’ve had some shitty times here recently and I know she worries because she’s way over there on the other side of the world and she’s the oldest so she’s like a massive control freak and thinks she’s the only one who can boss people around properly but we have it in control Emjay.
Just chillax and have a happy birthday.