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Next visit to Bourke, Mrs. Randal’s
          son picked me up at the station - leaving
          the Warner Bros. rep. Ozzie Pressner
          lamenting - and took me to the house
          for an exquisitely laid out afternoon tea.
          Mrs. Randal bought everything I had to
          sell: Fox, Gaumont British, Republic,
          and renewed the newsreels.
            Next day I went back to Wellington.
          Mrs. Warton and her late husband had
          achieved fame as circus performers -
          The Flying Wartons. Gertie still had a
          fine figure but a scary face and was
          renowned for her toughness. She took
          me for coffee and supper into the cafe
          next to her theatre, paid the bill and
          bought everything I had.
            Mrs. Wolff at Narromine was like
          everyone’s Grandma. She had a lively
          daughter with a boy friend who
          specialised in fishing and mushroom
          gathering. So in due season, after the
          show, I was invited home for a feast.
            On my return to the office for the
          Friday interview the boss was amazed
          at the sales results, “What did you do  -
          take them to bed?”
            When Ron Pitt insisted that I go to
          Ivanhoe, I caught the Silver City Comet
          from Parkes arriving in Ivanhoe early in
          the afternoon. With no cabs around I
          carried my bags into town.
            Grasshoppers in plague proportions
          were singing in the grass and weeds
          beneath the corrugated iron fences. I
          checked into the hotel, to a room with
          gaping rat holes in the skirting boards,
          then went out to find the exhibitor in
          his nearby garage.
            “Fox”, he said, “I’ve never seen a
          Fox rep. before.” So here I was,
          plugging another gap in Ron’s itinerary.
            This was the era of six o’clock
          closing. After a few beers and a deal (a
          beer was one shilling [10c] a middy for
          bottled beer - the hotel had run out of
          draught), I went to bed to the sounds of
          revelry from the bar, which continued
          unabated.
            At seven the next morning the car
          park was full of utes from 200 miles
          away (330km), their owners loading up
          with supplies of bottled beer. That year
          the pub changed hands for the
          extraordinary sum of 50,000 pounds
          ($100,000).                        From top: The Silver City Comet ran between Parkes and Broken Hill. When introduced
                                             in the 1930s it was innovative and fast on the light-weight track.
            At Warren via Nevertire there was
          an exhibitor named Lionel Graham,  The platform at Parkes shows the importance of the rail network. Film cans are likely to
          known to all as “The Laughing      be amongst the light freight.
          Cavalier” because he never cracked a  Refreshment room, Junee. High ceilings, ornate pillars, a welcoming fire in winter, hot if
          smirk. Lionel owned a store next to his  basic food and alcohol for travelling salesmen; scenes like this were repeated at many
          theatre in the main street.        stations across the State.


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