We had moved back to Bulawayo, but Mel had to look for work, so we moved in with my parents since they had a big double-storeyed house. Mel tried several jobs for a while -- Robel Studios, insurance selling, Addecotts (a phographic shop), but eventually, at the suggestion of Addecotts he took over the management of Associated Photographic Services, where he worked for several years. But, prior to this my parents had set a proposition before us. Their house, "Jubel", was situated on one side of a two-and-a-half acre plot and the land beside the house was lying fallow. They asked if we would like to build a house on that space, with the proviso that if ever one of them was left alone we would accept that patent into our home. To this we agreed, and since Mel now had a steady job with APS, the land itself was enough for the Central Africa Building Society to grant us a mortgage. My Grandpa Hadfield was a realtor and his son, my uncle, Roley worked for him. Roley planned us a very cute little two-bedroomed house which would have to suffice until we were in a better position to extend it.
When Tim was four I realized I would have to try to swell the coffers. I decided to apply to the education department, since I had a degree (even though it was a much despised American Degree -- the British education department did not accept American Degrees), however they hired me immediately and sent me out to be interviewed by Northlea High School as a temporary teacher . I got the job as a temporary teacher, which proved not to be temorary, I could have worked there indefinitilt]y, Tim, meanwhile would go next door to "Ma", my mother, who fed him so much he became overweight. More about Tim next time.
Monday, December 19, 2011
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