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Recorded: 16 October 2013
Length: 5 hours, 3 minutes
Interviewed by: Barry York
Reference: OPH-OHI 426
Neil 'Bluey' Baker

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Interview with Neil 'Bluey' Baker, part 1  

B YORK: This is an interview with Neil Baker, also known as Bluey Baker, who worked as a telephone technician in the Provisional Parliament House from 1973 to 1988. Then he worked at the new Parliament House. Neil Baker will be speaking with me, Barry York, for the Oral History Program of the Museum of Australian Democracy at Old Parliament House. Neil, on behalf of the director at the Museum, I really want to thank you for your cooperation here. Do you understand that the Commonwealth owns copyright in the interview material but disclosure is subject to any restrictions you impose through that rights agreement?

N BAKER: Yes.

B YORK: Can we have permission to make a transcript or a summary if we are able to make one?

N BAKER: Yes.

B YORK: Thanks again. The interview is taking place today, 16th of October, 2013, at the Museum. Can we begin at the beginning? When and where were you born?

N BAKER: 10th of June, 1947 at Cootamundra.

B YORK: Did you grow up at Cootamundra?

N BAKER: No, I think within the next year I was in Broken Hill.

B YORK: So your parents moved there when you were a baby?

N BAKER: That’s right.

B YORK: Right, no memory of it but it must have happened. [Laughs]

N BAKER: My first memory, I reckon, of Broken Hill was mum racing around one day, closing all the windows and curtains. It was so hot. I must have been about four years old.

B YORK: Yes.

N BAKER: I couldn’t understand why she was closing the place up when it was so hot. Looking out to the west, there was a mighty dust storm coming. So she’s closed everything up but it still got in. The dust still got in.

B YORK: What did your parents do for a living?

N BAKER: Mum didn’t work. Dad was a cordial maker. He managed and was a cordial maker for Adam’s factory, cordial factory, in Broken Hill.

B YORK: Where was that? Do you remember where it was located?

N BAKER: Argent Lane, behind the Masonic temple. Yes, I remember it well.

B YORK: What were your parents’ names?

N BAKER: Dad is Clarence Peter Baker. Mum was — we didn’t find out until she died — it was Isabel Myrtle. She was always referred to as that, Myrtle. That was her name.

B YORK: Can you tell me other childhood memories that you’ve got from that time?

N BAKER: Heaps. I remember local cops zooming around the corner. He caught a few of us pinching fruit over the fences from people down the street sort of thing. We got a good boot in the backside from him and I got taken home. Called dad down and said ‘he’s been pinching fruit down the road, got to stop him’ you know. ‘Just to let you know,’ you know, ‘he’s been a bad kid.’ We were terrified of dad. A boot in the backside hurt enough but dad used to get the belt out. He took me out the backyard of our place and he said ‘what’s that there?’ I said ‘an orange tree.’ He said ‘what’s that there?’ I said ‘a peach tree.’ ‘And what are these?’ ‘Grapes and nectarines from a nectarine tree,’ he said. The neighbours’ fig tree hung over, over grown in one part. He said ‘you got all this fruit here,’ he said ‘what do you want to go pinch it for?’ [Laughs] I said something silly ‘oh, it tastes better’ or something. So it got me a clip over the back.

B YORK: Did you have brothers and sisters?

N BAKER: I’ve got two older brothers… Two older sisters and an older brother. I was the baby of the family. My second older sister reckons I was spoilt because I was the baby. She used to get me on the swings and Julie would say… She would sing. You’d be on the swing and we’d get the swing as high as we could go. Then they’d sing ‘go home to your mother, you red headed bugger! You don’t belong to me!’ [Laughs]

B YORK: Yes, you were a red headed?

N BAKER: Yes. That was my nickname, Red.

B YORK: Okay.

N BAKER: In Broken Hill, when we left and went to Wollongong for a short while and then to Sydney. In Wollongong it became ‘Blue Baker’. I couldn’t understand why and one of my uncles said ‘well, it’s just like they call a bald man curly, the opposite.’

B YORK: Yes.

N BAKER: So blue must be the opposite of red.

B YORK: How long were you in Broken Hill?

N BAKER: Sixty one. I think it was sixty one. Mum actually left dad. He was a bit of a boozer and abuser. We ended up at one of mum’s sisters at Wollongong. I was… Yes, I was fourteen because I was in my last year. No, I was probably… Yes, fourteen. I was in my last year. I only went to intermediate, third year I think it was. But in Broken Hill, we had nowhere we lived. Across the road was the greyhound track, a smashed showground and all their circus’ there. There were two football ovals and two dams. In big storms the water used to run down to the corner, diagonally across, and go out to these dams. I think they were pumped out. The water was pumped out to Steven’s creek.

B YORK: Okay.

N BAKER: We probably went there every weekend, every Sunday, because the pubs… You had to be a bona fide traveller to get a beer. Half of Broken Hill would go out to Steven’s Creek. It was dry as a bone too. But you would walk over across… I think it was not a sand hill. It was just a dirt hill. Here was where all the water ended up from down the corner of our place at Steven’s Creek, a fairly large lake.

B YORK: Did you live in the one house all the time in Broken Hill?

N BAKER: Yes.

B YORK: Where was that?

N BAKER: Yes. Sorry?

B YORK: Where was it?

N BAKER: 107 Iodide Street. There was just a tar sealed road, one car wide, I suppose. No guttering. As kids, we used to, the neighbour’s kids… Our gang was ‘The Dam Warriors’. We were called ‘The Dam Warriors’ and the dams were off limits to anybody except us. If we caught anybody there we’d take them up to the bull ants nest and we’d force them to stand on the bull ant’s nest for five minutes. It was sort of part of our initiation too, you had to bloody stand on the bull ant’s nest for five minutes to become a Dam Warrior.

B YORK: Pretty bad initiation to go through. What about your schooling? Which school did you go to and when did you start school

N BAKER: I went to the Catholic school. Now, I’m sure it was the Marist Brothers because… My first day at school, they rang up mum and told her ‘to come and get you’ because I must have played up. I was up a tree and the nun was hitting me with a cane. So I broke a bit of the tree off and started hitting her back. So I rang mum and she came and got me the first day. After dad dealt with me that night, the next day was back to normal. I went to school and went from there. I was two… Must have been third class at the nuns and then up past the church to the… It was a two levelled, grounds, and fifth class was… I don’t know. You went up after so many years. Primary, I recall it, and High School was up the next level.

B YORK: In the same building?

N BAKER: Two separate, like there’s a ramp. It was quite high.

B YORK: Right.

N BAKER: We used to get the milk, flavoured milk, delivered and sit out in the sun from when they got there until we had a drink. We were allowed to have a drink and it was usually warm.

B YORK: Okay.

N BAKER: But it was creamy on top.

B YORK: Did you enjoy school? N BAKER: Not particularly, I didn’t. My education was… I passed everything that I had to but I didn’t excel because I didn’t really like school.

B YORK: What about sporting activities, were you into any of the sports?

N BAKER: Aussie rules. Directly across the road from our house was just an empty paddock. We used to play a lot of baseball there and cricket. The two sports ovals that had concrete cricket pitches on them. And riding around Broken Hill, I suppose. Used to go up the slag heap and set fire to the sulphur. By the time you got off the slag heap and you’re walking down… Well, you come into Iodide Street up the top and the slag heaps behind the main street. You would see just the smoke because once you start sulphur, it melts and runs and lights another bit. A chain reaction sort of thing. We used to do things like set fire… When the dams were empty, long grass would grow and it was pretty well contained. The fireman would come down and we’d help him put it out. They always appreciated that. ‘Thanks for your help, boys!’ Little did they know, we started it.

B YORK: Yes. When you were a young fellow at school, how did you think of your future? Were there things you wanted to be when you grew up?

N BAKER: I don’t think I really had any ambition. There was just… Live in the moment, sort of thing. I don’t think I knew what I wanted to be or was going to turn out to be.

B YORK: Did you think you might not be in Broken Hill?

N BAKER: No, I loved the place. I was heartbroken when we left. It was just such a terrific place. Everyone was friendly. Being young, it was… Mum and dad were having their problems, I didn’t really realise it. My second older sister was the only one at home with me when mum left dad. Kay was in teacher’s college in Sydney and Daryl was in Melbourne. He was training to be a telephone technician and because he was accepted in Victoria, he had to be posted somewhere… He couldn’t be posted to Broken Hill because it was in New South Wales. So they posted him to Wentworth which is the closest they could get. I think about the time that he moved in there, moved to Wentworth, mum packed up Julie and me and we moved to Wollongong.

B YORK: So you went with your mother to Wollongong?

N BAKER: Yes, mum took us when she left dad.

B YORK: Did Daryl influence you in the telephone technician line?

N BAKER: I think he must have but I don’t know why because I didn’t sort of… Daryl was a telephone technician in training when I left school in Sydney. I was a bit fascinated with telephones and mechanics, mechanical cars. Yes. So when I left school pretty much the only job going was the telegram boy. By that time, mum and dad got together again in Sydney and I think I was already finished school.

B YORK: Did you have a telephone at home in Broken Hill?

N BAKER: Yes, a black wall phone, Bakelite, a black Bakelite wall phone. I didn’t know it but it was actually an extension of the factory and each night when they went home they’d night switch the line to the phone at home. If mum used it during the day, they’d answer it at the factory at the switch board and put her through or give her a line and she’d phone them.

B YORK: When you say a black Bakelite one, was that one that came in a black wooden box on the wall? Or was it all Bakelite?

N BAKER: No, it was a Bakelite, all black Bakelite. The only metal was the insides and the back plate was metal. The wooden frames were probably obsolete or obsolescent by then. Later we had the old… You’d recover them and replace them with a Bake’ one because they were obsolete, obsolescent.

B YORK: Yes, we must talk about that later.

N BAKER: If you come across one, you’d replace it with a new one, a Bakelite one. Sometimes there was a bit of a tug-of-war. Everyone, ‘don’t take my old phone!’

B YORK: Yes, yes. But with the one at home, like at Broken Hill, did many people have phones then?

N BAKER: No, they were pretty dear actually, a phone in the fifties, I think. We used to have visitors to come and use ours. No, because they couldn’t afford them. I think the closest public telephone was in Oxide Street which was a block away, just up the… One car away. Mum’s neighbours and things like that, they just got used to it I suppose. Mum would say ‘come and use our phone’.

B YORK: Did you use the phone as a young kid?

N BAKER: No, no. I don’t… Well, kids didn’t make phone calls.

B YORK: Yes. Back then, that’s right.

N BAKER: If you wanted to talk to somebody, you’d go and hop on the bike and go around there or walk there or run there. Walk around in your shorts in the sun. The first bike I had was a fixed wheel, 26”. I couldn’t mount it properly so the way to get on was a bit of a run up and as the pedal come past, step on the pedal, come around and throw your leg over. The breaks were a foot on the front wheel, sometimes in the spokes. I had a few of them.

B YORK: At home did you have any mod cons? You know, did you have television?

N BAKER: No, no. Remember when, in 1956, some rich people up the road, a few miles from us really… Evans their name was. I’m sure because one of the Evans’ was in our gang, if you like. They got a TV. I didn’t see TV until I was in Sydney. We used to go stand outside Grace Brothers on Broadway looking at their massive TV. They had speakers out under the awnings.

B YORK: What about radio? Did you have radio at home?

N BAKER: Yes, radio. Every Sunday night, listen to the play. My brother and I would be six inches from the speaker lying on the floor in the lounge room.

B YORK: So you end up in Wollongong with your mum?

N BAKER: Yes, we stayed with one of mum’s sisters. It must have only been for a short time because we ended up… I went to school. I had to get the train in. The only choice was at Unanderra. I had to get the train into Wollongong to the Christian Brother school there. I was failing at school. My scores were failing. But then we went to Sydney so we… I didn’t particularly like the school… What was it, the school…? I’ll always remember the teachers. In Broken Hill the teachers used the cane to punish. Six of the best, you know. If you had one particular Brother, you had to hold your hand out and if you moved or something and he missed, he’d say ‘put your hand out again’ and he come up and get you on the knuckles. De La Salle College in Marrickville. They had straps and they used to line you up, facing you, and give you a swipe with the strap. Quite wide, two or three inches wide, at least. But they’d dole out the punishment in the morning at assembly. There was probably about two or even four hundred kids in the whole school. Whoever was up for punishment would walk up the stairs in front of the whole school. They’d give them their punishment. One of the Brothers must have went a bit too far one day. Instead of on the hand, it hit him past his wrist. The kid’s standing there with his hand out, his arm out, and blood starts… Zit, zit, zit. The whole school went ‘ahhhh!’ [Laughs] After that, I don’t think anybody got strapped again after that. The parents obviously… But they were… I didn’t like that school. End of third year, I was to pick up my intermediate certificate. We had finished school but we come back on another day to pick up your certificate. I never picked up my intermediate certificate. Every time I went for exams or something in PNG or even when I went to get a job, they’d say ‘what qualifications have you got?’ ‘Third year intermediate certificate.’ ‘Well, you have to produce that’ and I’d say ‘I’m still at the school, I have to go back to get it.’ They can have it.

B YORK: What did you not like about the school? What was it that was so bad that it had that effect on you?

N BAKER: The Brothers. They were not sadistic but they were… they had power over you, a lot of power. I suppose they come back to be the Brother. I can remember my brother and I, we were in the marching band. He was on the trombone and I was on the bugle. At the end of the year the Brother that managed the band, he got us on a bus and took us to Menindee for the day. All down the middle of the aisle of the bus was cordial from Adam’s. Dad supplied it. The three Brothers that were with us, they had longneck beers in the bags with the ice in it. We happened to come across one. We’re in Menindee out the back and we swig a beer. [Laughs] Got caught but they were angry that we’d drunk the beer, not that we’d… [Laughs] They really didn’t are.

B YORK: Yes. Hey, did you have any hobbies back then?

N BAKER: Only kids things like marbles and… No, I don’t… I used to build things. I can remember building a crane to get through the fence. It was a vacant block that later was built on. Near the shed there was a magnet on the crane, picking up nails and pieces of metal through the fence. I had a tendency to pull everything apart. I got to see how it worked.

B YORK: That’s interesting. Am I right to think that may explain your later interest in telephones, being a telephone technician?

N BAKER: Yes. First year of tech training, it was full on. Like, we were at a training school. We had theory and practical and I just loved it. I could understand it as soon as they opened the book. They said ‘this is the voice as a soundwave’ and I don’t know. I was fascinated.

B YORK: Will you excuse me for a moment Bluey?