#auspol #Whitlamdismissal #50years
Memories of the Whitlam’s dismissal. I was teaching, living in a country town. Riveted to the television that evening, shock and horror. What I remember more clearly was the ensuring election day. Friends of ours were having their wedding in the bride’s home in Sydney. Politics being discussed in the garden, feelings running high. It started to drizzle with rain, and most people rushed inside. Two people arguing hammer and tongs in the garden. Rain stopped, we came out, said to the slightly dampened wedding guests, “Didn’t you notice it was raining?” No, they hadn’t noticed at all.