Marjorie Johnson
Marjorie (‘Marj’) Johnson, born in 1921, worked occasionally in the provisional Parliament House and also worked at the Kurrajong Hotel. She grew up in the Causeway.

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Interview with Marjorie Johnson part 1
B York: This is an interview with Marjorie Johnson who is being interviewed by me, Barry York for the Oral History Program of the Museum of Australian Democracy at Old Parliament House. Mrs Johnson worked occasionally in the building and also worked at the Kurrajong Hotel.
M Johnson: Yes, worked there for a long while.
B York: And would have memories of politicians there, I’m sure.
M Johnson: Well I only ever met John Curtin there.
B York: Well we’ll talk about that in a minute Marjorie.
M Johnson: Okay, if I get ahead stop me.
B York: I just want to thank you on behalf of the Director of the Museum on being a part of this project, thank you so much. Do you understand that the Commonwealth owns copyright in the interview material but disclosure is covered by that form that you filled out the rights agreement? Is that okay?
M Johnson: That’s fine.
B York: Can we have permission to make a transcript or a summary one day should we decide to make one, is that okay?
M Johnson: Yes, that is fine.
B York: Thanks again. The interview is taking place today the 27th November 2014, here at the museum. Can we begin with a bit of your family background, when and where were you born and how did you end up in Canberra?
M Johnson: Well, I was born in Orange and my dad was out of work at the time because there wasn’t very much work around. They heard that there was something going on in Canberra and my dad said, let’s go, so in a horse and dray, my nana and my aunty. So there were three horse and drays, with all us kids, and it took us, I think, about three weeks to get from Orange to Canberra and that was 1922, that was 1922. We first camped on the Scott’s Crossing river and that was when the big floods, I think that would be about 19 … well must have been around that area. I do forget dates.
We were flooded out of there and so they put us in the Molonglo, in the old German internment camp. They were pretty rough old buildings. Mum says, I can’t remember, but I can remember the earth floor. Mum used to hose the earth floor so we wouldn’t get too much mud on us. Then we stayed there for as long as we could and then they built the Causeway houses. We moved to the Causeway. I’m not really sure of the years, I would have been about four I suppose. Dad thought it was a mansion and it was really a square box with two bedrooms, a lounge room and a kitchen, all just one door out into the other. So by that time mum had had another child so the three little kids were in one room and mum and dad in the other. There is where she had most of the family. I had one — it ended up with six of us but my last sister wasn’t born for fourteen years later, so. She was still born there though. So we stayed there all that time and had a good life. Didn’t have much money, it was during the depression. We didn’t have very much money but dad never was out of work because he was doing the gardens, helping them design the gardens, especially in front of this Parliament House, the front.
I can remember quite clearly him coming home with my grandfather and uncle and on a calendar, Christine was going to bring it and I sent it to her. I’ve got one of my dad and my grandfather and my uncle with their big horses digging up the front to make the garden. Dad used to come home and he’d say to mum, ‘We’re never going to do anything with that. It’s real shit soil’ [laughs]. He said ‘It’s terrible, we’re never going to get a garden out of it’. To get a load of dirt you had to go out on a dray. You didn’t have anywhere to go, there were no quarries, but anyway they ended up making beautiful gardens, tulips were renowned for being so beautiful.
B York: Now that’s out the front here at Parliament House?
M Johnson: Out the front of this one, yes.
B York: Right, can I just go back a bit and ask a couple of questions.
M Johnson: Yes.
B York: When you were at Scott’s Crossing, what was the accommodation?
M Johnson: A tent, we were in tents, yes.
B York: And was that like a community of tents, where there a whole lot?
M Johnson: No, there was only the three families then. We all had tents because that was what we were putting up along the road, putting very quick, not very modern tents. They were very old tents because they used to fall down if the wind blew, so it was very primitive.
B York: And you got flooded out while there.
M Johnson: We got flooded out.
B York: Do you remember that or were you too young then?
M Johnson: Well, I do remember the difficulty of mum saying ‘I don’t know where we’re going to live or what we’re going to do’ because everything we had just about went in the floods. We didn’t have — there was nobody to help us because there wasn’t very many people around. My mum must have been a real pioneer because she handled most of that. Dad was, he was a softy, and he’d say, ‘We’ll leave it to mum, she can fix it, she’ll fix it, mum will fix it’ and that’s when they said would we like to go to these house at Molonglo between Canberra and Queanbeyan. Right on the river, what river is that the Queanbeyan River?
B York: Yes, that’s right.
M Johnson: Would be, probably.
B York: If it’s closer to Queanbeyan.
M Johnson: Yes, we lived there for quite a while because we thought that was pretty good, we had a roof over our head at least. Then they were building the Causeway houses and dad would come home and he’d say ‘Oh my God it’s going to be good when they’re built. We’re going to have a beautiful house and your mum won’t have to worry any more. We’ve got a lovely house’. Then all through the depression dad was never out of work. I think he got ten pounds a fortnight, or ten pounds yes, a fortnight.
B York: Would it be pounds or shillings?
M Johnson: Pounds.
B York: Pounds, okay.
M Johnson: Pounds and shillings and pence, yes. Anyway what happened then.
B York: Sorry to keep interrupting but I wanted …
M Johnson: Yes, you keep interrupting.
B York: … I’m very interested in what the accommodation was like at Molonglo in the old German prisoner of war. Can you describe what your home was like?
M Johnson: A row of houses and — it was just one big room. They must have been, like a dormitory. There was a little sink and a stove in one end. I can remember all this really good because all I wanted for Christmas was a bangle. This little girl she had a gold bangle and I tried to pinch it off her and she wouldn’t let me have it. Anyway, mum and dad bought me a bangle. It was a plastic pink one. We had a big open fire and I threw it in the fire and I got into trouble for that. But it was very, very primitive accommodation. It was, well to them it was really fantastic.
B York: So you had your own kind of house …
M Johnson: Yes.
B York: … but there were other houses too, how many do you reckon? How many neighbours would there have been?
M Johnson: Well, when we first wen there. This is mum’s talk because I got interested after a while. She said there was aunty Queen and nana and us, that’s three, and by the time we left, mum said there would have been about twenty families there. So they kept coming because the work was here and it was like a goldmine to a lot of people because during the depression, that was before the depression.
B York: Well they were building this building, this was the biggest building site in Australia in the 1920s so lots of work here in the mid-‘20s.
M Johnson: Dad was the boss of the — he was called a ganger, that must be a term they had.
B York: Like a foreman.
M Johnson: A foreman, yes. He used to worry about the soil because he reckoned it was bad soil. He used to come home cursing. I remember that he’d say to mum ‘We’re never going to get anywhere with it’. We had pick and shovels you know but anyway they made really good gardens.
B York: You mentioned before your nana.
M Johnson: Yes.
B York: Was your mother’s mother living with you?
M Johnson: No, it was my dad’s family.
B York: Okay. So they’d come down from Orange had they?
M Johnson: I think they lived in Forbes and Orange most of their lives.
B York: Can you tell me about your parents, like what were their names and what did they …
M Johnson: Mum’s name was Lillian and dad’s name was Jack, John but Jack, and he went to the First World War and he got pretty knocked about. He was in a trench for about ten months with no food, hardly just what they could pop up and a few, not much drink. He said they all nearly died a lot of them did. It was very, very sad dad said, but anyway he came home, not wounded but well enough to have a family.
B York: Where did he serve, do you know?
M Johnson: Pardon?
B York: Did he mention where he served?
M Johnson: He should have been in Gallipoli but they went round, his boat went round to the right place, Gallipoli was a mistake, it was a real bad mistake, but dad’s boat was around where everybody should have been so dad missed out on the slaughter.
B York: Yes, thank heavens.
M Johnson: He came home — he used to have — every now and then and I can remember them so clearly, fits of some kind and they’d say it was the gas that he caught up with during the war. But mum was a beautiful lady. Wherever she went they called her Lady because she comes from, all her sisters said mum married below her station so quite — they lived at Lake Cargelligo. They had big properties at Lake Cargelligo. Her sisters had all married very well off and poor dad and mum used to say, can’t tell aunty Vie I’m having another baby, she’ll die, because she worries about all the babies I’ve got, but anyway.
B York: What was your mother’s maiden name?
M Johnson: It was Phillips and they came from Lake Cargelligo. There are still Phillips in Lake Cargelligo. Mum was the baby of eleven children and only one of them died in their eighties. They all lived into their nineties. Two of mum’s, a brother and a sister lived to ninety-nine and so mum lived to ninety-six and so I’ve got pretty good genes.
B York: And you were born in 1921 is that right?
M Johnson: Yes, I just turned ninety-three a couple of days ago in November.
B York: Congratulations, you look wonderful. And with your father’s background, can you tell me about his background?
M Johnson: Well dad’s background, they were beautiful, beautiful people. My nana, she was deaf but she was the most beautiful person in the world. She would always have people popping in for cups of tea. We used to love going to see nana because she used to give us big cuddles. She used to give me — they lived at the Causeway too. She used to give me a shilling every Saturday because I’d do her shopping for her. Go to the Kingston shops and go to the butchers there and buy her meat and vegetables and that for what she was going to have for Sunday dinner. They all had a big Sunday dinner. She used to always have that and sometimes she’d invite one of us around. She’d have it in turns, she invited.
B York: Was there a sense of community at the Causeway?
M Johnson: Very, very much. It was — everybody was in the same position. We were very lucky. We never went to school without our shoes. We always had shoes. We had to take them off when we got home from school but we’d go to school with ice on the ground that would never thaw, right through the winter and icicles hanging off the trees which we used to pick and suck. See with built in you never see that now but the icicles were hanging off the trees and the puddles were there. We’d avoid the puddles especially the kids that didn’t have shoes. We had to walk from the Causeway to Telopea Park which, we never had a bus to pick us up like they do now.
B York: Again how many families would there have been in the Causeway at that time?
M Johnson: About I think — my nana was one-hundred-and-five, no we were one-hundred-and-six, aunty Queen was one-hundred-and-thirteen, and I think nana was about one-hundred-and-twenty. She was in the front row.
B York: Right, so that’s the number of houses?
M Johnson: Yes.
B York: There were over a hundred?
M Johnson: They were all numbered, yes, ours was one-hundred-and-eight. I moved somewhere soon afterwards, where I was staying was one-hundred-and-eight.
B York: I’m wondering, did the people in the Causeway tend to have the same employer? Was there a particular place of work where the men would work?
M Johnson: They had a dole thing, no it wasn’t the dole, it was different to the dole. They used to have to queue up. The people who weren’t working, or couldn’t get work, they would queue and there would be a line to get some kind of money or some kind of hand-out anyway.
B York: Did they call it susso?
M Johnson: Pardon?
B York: Was that Susso, Sustenance, they gave them …
M Johnson: Yes I think they did.
B York: … I think they gave them food.
M Johnson: Yes food more than money, yes. Mum was always that proud lady that she’d never say she was in trouble, she could always handle, she thought she could always handle it. Even as a kid I used to admire her because, I’d say, that was good mum, that was good. Because I was the oldest of the girls I used to be a helper. Mum used to say, ‘That’s Marj, she’s my right hand’. I used to get a kick out of being her right hand, I thought that was pretty important.
B York: You would have been here, you would have been what five or six years old when the Parliament House opened – did you go to the opening?
M Johnson: I was here and I remember leaning on the fence, that’s about the most I can remember, leaning on the fence being bored to death. I was leaning, they had a fence around to keep people out and I was leaning on the fence. I just remember thinking, oh how long is this going to be. It was really important to a lot of people but at that stage not to me.
B York: Yes, I guess you’re parents and the whole family would have been there were they?
M Johnson: Dad was so proud of his gardens. He was walking around telling people, this was that, and that was that, these are tulips, mostly tulips and they were beautiful when they were out. They made a really good job of it. We lived out at the Cotter for a long while doing something, dad had a job out there and we were in our tents. Then they were better tents, they were provided and they were much better tents.
B York: So was that after the Causeway?
M Johnson: No, during the Causeway. We just went out. We still had the house at the Causeway then. I don’t know what dad was doing out there but I know it was the Cotter. You don’t take these things in your head enough.
B York: Oh no, you’ve got a great memory and this is all fascinating.
M Johnson: Yes I have, I can remember everything that happened back then and I can’t remember what happened yesterday or five minutes from now and I’ll say, what day is it. It can’t be Tuesday. I get a bit mixed up but normally pretty good.
B York: And you went to Telopea Park School is that right?
M Johnson: Yes, from start to finish.
B York: Can you tell me about that, what subjects you did and …
M Johnson: Well because of mum having babies I was — I was away from school a lot. I never got to school very much which I’ve been sorry for in my later years, but I’ve always held my own. It was — the boys got really badly caned. We had a German of all things Headmaster. His name was Mr Bilshe[?] I’ll never forget him and he was cruel. He was really, really cruel. My uncle was always had his hands under here. He’d show me and you could see the blood on his hands. I’d say ‘Did you get the cane?’ and he’d say ‘Yes’ and it would draw blood. The boys had a - reeling beyond their metal, I tell you, and then one stage of Telopea Park they sort of changed the rules and the girls would do something really bad but the boys had to be punished. So you would have to pick a boy to get punished, for them to be punished for what you’d done. They thought that would make you feel worse than if you were being punished yourself. You’d have to pick a boy so you were very careful doing that because the boys would get at you afterwards.
B York: Overall was it — do you have good memories of your school years?
M Johnson: Yes I have very good memories of my school years. We played a lot of hopscotch and we played a lot of skipping which you never see now. You never see kids playing hopscotch, but everybody was sort of in the same boat. There was one little girl got run over. There was one bus that used to come and take some of the kids somewhere. It must have been further away than the Causeway. I think it was, they were starting to build houses at Red Hill where the important people stayed. Red Hill was always renowned for the posh area and this little girl run out in front of the bus. We were all standing and saw the bus run right over her. It was really, really horrible. It was a good school.
B York: Did you have favourite subjects and favourite teachers?
M Johnson: Well, I think, looking at the school now and listening to the grandkids now, it was different. We had reading, writing and arithmetic, virtually. Apart from that I can’t — a bit of history, they were always very interested in history but I can’t remember any other subjects. We had to write essays and I never had time to write a very good one but when I really sat down to do something, my dad used to say, ‘If you’re going to do something, do it well’. I’d sit down to write an essay and the teacher said, ‘I can’t believe you can write such a nice’ she said to me one day in front of the class ‘I can’t believe you can write such a nice episode and you can’t add one and two together’. So, they used to tell you how you were going, but I never was a really good scholar because I never had the school, which I regret a lot later in life, but I held my own pretty well I tell you. A lot of pretend.
B York: When you were at school did you have ambition, like did you want to be something in particular when you grew up and left school?
M Johnson: No, I can’t remember. I remember when — I was always a worry with mum and dad. I used to run home from school to make sure mum was alright because she used to — she didn’t have very good pregnancies and I never really knew that it was the pregnancy that was making her sick, I just knew she was sick. I’d run home from school to make sure she was okay and she never really was. I was never allowed to tell anybody she was sick. She was that kind of lady. She never liked being sick and she always was. She was having baby after baby. She lost two and that was — we knew there was a lot of fuss. They were all born at home.
B York: Did a midwife come?
M Johnson: No, Dr Finlay he was our family doctor. He was the only doctor around and he tended everybody. He used to come to the house. I can remember dad saying, ‘We’ve got to boil that big’ the stove, the wooden stove. Used to have to boil this big container of water so they could sterilize this and sterilize that. He was very thorough. Then you’d hear mum. We’d be all out in the backyard and we’d hear mum screaming, having the babies. I was always wanting to barge in and see what he was doing, and I was saying, ‘What do you do to my mother?’. He said ‘I went up the paddock and I brought her a lovely baby’ and then he’d show me the baby and I’d think, ahhh, you’d melt but that was the kind of life we lived, always on the edge.
B York: A lot — how many children were there altogether Marjorie?
M Johnson: There were six survivors but she had eight children.
B York: What would be a typical family scene at night, when you’ve all come home from school?
M Johnson: Love, love, love, lots of — my dad would say, ‘We’ve got no money but we’ve got a lot of love’. We had — my aunty Queen, she lived across the road and she had a pianola, you didn’t have to play, it played for you. We’d have parties and sing songs, no grog, just have a real good party without grog. Always sing songs. My dad was quite a good singer, none of us took after him. He used to sing really sad, Face on the bar room floor have you ever heard that?
B York: No.
M Johnson: Do you remember how any of it goes? Do you remember any of the words? Do you want to do a rendition, or a part of it, just give us an idea.
B York: Something like, [sings] Face on the bar room floor, a face I always adore … I can’t remember but it goes back to - The face on the bar room floor. He used to sing Old Shep, now you’ve heard of Old Shep?
B York: Yes, I’ve heard the name of it.
M Johnson: Old Shep was a dog. My sister whose three years younger than me, no Topsy was six years younger than me and she used to always sing it. She was dad’s little girl. She used to sing it because she was the baby girl. Then when my other sister came along, fourteen years later, I was fourteen and Joyce came and as Joyce grew up dad had her singing Old Shep. When we went to Bateman’s Bay we went to a Ball and my sister and Joyce, we were together and I said, ‘Why don’t you sing Old Shep Topsy?’, and Joyce said, ‘That’s my song’. Topsy said ‘It’s my song. Dad used to say I was his baby and it’s my song’. They had a real crying argument and Bill stuck up for Topsy and Joyce got very upset about that.
B York: Now, at home when were …
M Johnson: That was the home thing.
B York: … in the Causeway, what would you do on weekends. Did you have hobbies and recreation?
M Johnson: When mum’s father died. He left mum enough money and they bought a car and we used to go out to the Cotter fishing, dad loved fishing. Most weekends we, we’d go out to the Cotter, but when we were home every night we’d hurry up and get our dishes done and get out on the road and play rounders. All the families all the kids would come out and we’d play rounders and we’d sing around the lamp post, you know the big lamp post, sing around the lamp post. Make a big circle and go round and round, but we were all good friends.
B York: Were the streets made or were they like …
M Johnson: They were made but there was no gutters, they were dirt, but they were streets yes. I think they eventually did seal them. I still remember them being all dirt.
B York: Did you have pets at all, like a dog or a cat?
M Johnson: Oh yes, we had a little Pomeranian. Dad used to train greyhounds, this is later on, greyhound, used to train the greyhounds. Two policeman owned them and the police were always coming to our place, and everybody would say, ‘What were the police at your place for’ because they were all interested in the police coming to your place. Dad trained the dogs. We had chooks. You had to have chooks. And to get milk you had to go around to the dairy and buy the milk in a billy can.
B York: Where was the dairy?
M Johnson: It was the back of — it was called, gosh, Ogilvie’s, I think, dairy, anyway it was the back. They used to milk the cows. Sometimes you had to wait until they milked the cows because everybody was there with their billy cans to get their milk.
B York: Was that in Kingston, the dairy?
M Johnson: No, more down on the Molonglo River.
B York: Okay.
M Johnson: More down on the river side. I think that’s why it was called the Causeway because it was a causeway over the river, a big cement, and they called it the causeway so that’s probably how Causeway got its name. Then dad got a job then, after he’d finished doing the work in the gardens and whatever at the Powerhouse and that was just down from Kingston. The Powerhouse I think that’s still there isn’t it.
B York: Yes, the building is, yes, that was another big employer back then.
M Johnson: That got a lot of people around the Causeway jobs.
B York: What did your father do there?
M Johnson: I think he was doing the gardens there, yes because he — for some reason or other none of his family had education, they were out in the — my dad’s father was never — when he died nobody knew how old he was. He never existed they didn’t bother to do it in those days. The said that he — the doctor said that he looked like one hundred but [laughs].
B York: Who knows, yes, did you grow vegetables as well?
M Johnson: Dad was a very good gardener. We always had our own vegetables. I can’t ever remember buying — dad, while we were young, buying vegetables. No matter where we were dad — we had all the side of our house. We had our backyard, the house and then there was all the side of the house, maybe five metres, right down from the fence, right through from the backyard to the front yard that was the vegetable garden. He used to grow beautiful vegetables, everybody did, they had to. We used to have the vegetable cart come around, fruit and vegetable cart used to come around, the grocery cart used to come around, car used to come around. You’d buy all your groceries. Everybody, I suppose but I know we did, mum used to have a bill with him, like if she overstepped her mark on how much she could buy, she was allowed to book it up. I can always say, ‘We’ve got to stop doing that, we’ve got to eat more of that because I’ve got to pay Mr Hawke. I still owe him so much money and I’ve got to pay that plus get what I need’, but she was a very good manager, and very educated mum was. She counted her pennies. Dad would say, ‘How do you spell’ and she could spell anything. Dad used to have to rely on her for spelling. You remember nana [to a third person].
B York: Tell me now please about the job you obtained when you left school at the Kurrajong, have I got it right that you left school and went to work?
M Johnson: No, I went to work first at JB Youngs. They had a — I worked in the fancy department where they sold ribbons and elastic and stuff and you had to measure it out. This old girl looked. She was an old tart. I used to have to measure it out and it had to be exactly, because at the end of the reel of ribbon or elastic, if it wasn’t just right she knew that I was doing the wrong thing. I was to work six and a half days there and I got ten and thruppence a week. I used give mum the ten shillings and live on the rest. Live on thruppence.
[Third person] How old were you nan then?
M Johnson: I was — I left school when I was fifteen, so I suppose — the first little job I had was at the clinic and I used to just go up on one every morning …
[End of part 1]
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