Virtual
War Memorial
Australia

Angus Broughton Robinson was my maternal grandfather. I knew him from when I was very small as he lived with us at Kingfisher St Longreach. Even when my parents moved us to NSW every 6 months or so you would see Grandad. He was funny at times but would never speak about the war or what had happened to him there. I know he served in Egypt and was wounded at least twice. These things I only found out after starting to research the family history and came across his war records. 

I used to follow him around the yard when I was small and he'd sit on an old tin drum and roll as smoke. Log Cabin Fine cut, I remember the battered old tin well, it is one of my earliest memories, collecting eggs from the chooks, another very early childhood memory. He was always up for a yarn. He would take himself off to the Thomson River and fish, always after a feed of Yellowbelly. He was a quiet man most of the time, but when he had something to say, you would certainly know it. Grandad met my now husband, early on in our courting, my husband lived a bit down the street and Grandad was with us at Sandgate Qld on a visit. After meeting my then boyfriend a few times. The only comment made by him was "Doesn't say much" Summed up Grandad's way of passing comment without committing himself as to whether he liked him or not.