The books were bricks against my back as I walked down Annerley Road towards the ferry. It was early morning, winter, the kind of crisp Brisbane winter that made me curse the old Queenslander I lived in and praise the walk for warming me up. That semester, I had finally quit psychology to focus on[…]
I was never not going to go to University. My father was on the lecturing staff in Botany; my mother was a graduate in science from the University of Western Australia; my sister Margaret, three years ahead of me, was about to graduate in Arts. I began my studies in 1947, enrolling in Science. Maths,[…]