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The Rock-itt : July 2012
Hobart to Hollywood In Errol’s cabin the two detectives virtually turned the place upside down as they searched for the stolen jewels. They went over everything that Errol possessed but the search turned out to be fruitless, they found nothing. Errol tried to show distain at being falsely accused, yet at the same time felt as guilty as hell. The detectives finally gave up and left the ship which was soon under way heading out through Sydney Heads then turning northward, chugged its way up the east coast toward Queensland. Errol hatched a plan to separate the precious stones from the rings, necklaces, brooches then threw the metal pieces overboard. Now they could not be identified as a specific piece of jewellery. Concealing the stones, he lay low as the steamer slowly made its way up the east coast to the port of Brisbane. To try and sell the stones here on home soil would be lunacy. He would have to keep them stashed until he was out of Australia which meant he was broke. W ith no funds to continue on any further, Errol had to find some kind of work so he could eat and stay alive and took to the road, virtually as a swagman. His idea was to get enough money and escape back to New Guinea. Diamond Traders have a duty to report any suspicious stones to Police In 1932 the great depression was still r ife. Many men had to go out on the road to find work and they became known as Swagmen There he could try to make it rich and even if that didn’t work out, at least he was out of the m ess that he had found himself back in Sydney. It was a blessing to be free once more. Errol t ook on several different kinds of jobs, well digging being one of them Once the Well has been found the Cow Fan is erected to draw the water up This was at Diamond Downs in western Queensland, an extremely dry arid place. Here Errol sweated from daylight till dark digging for the illusive precious liquid which is the life blood for farmers and their stock. Errol spent two months searching for water and at the end of this wretched period began feeling hopelessly lost in a desert of sand and em ptiness. One day a passer-by stopped at the well sight and spoke to Errol. He said he mustered for a sheep station eighty odd miles further on and if Errol had had enough of well digging, then he could possibly get a job at the station. The pay was better apparently, so Errol packed up and hitched a ride with this chap by the name of Copley to the station. But if digging wells wasn’t enough, what Errol was about to take on next was something that only the toughest and hardiest of men were built for. Join us next month for”Hobart to Hollywood” and if you have m issed any of our previous instalm ents, go to our ONLINE issue. .........Pete www.therockittm agazine.com.au This piece of jewellery is from the 1930s Errol dug the precious stones out and threw the rest overboard Brisbane looking toward Storey Bridge Errol wanted to escape back to the wilds of New Guinea which he felt was, his solace in exile. Hobart to Hollywood FOR THE BEST HAIR CUT ON THE NORTHERN BEACHES MONDAY TO SATURDAY (EXCEPT WEDNESDAY) OPEN 7AM 38 ROGER STREET, BROOKVALE 2100 PH: 9905 8240 Mobile: 0407 434 758