No curtains yet, thus windows were plastered for the time being, giving some the inspiration to write messages of welcome. Time to catch up with all and show the family around and reveal my emotions when I arrived 20 months earlier. I’d been told Springvale was a suburb of Melbourne, but when we’ve got into a taxi, heading for Hayden Road, where my aunt lived. I felt that someone had pulled my leg. Strewth this is a bush town. We zigzagged down unmade Hayden Road, avoiding getting stuck in one of many puddles and came to a halt at number 10, the last of three more or less identical weatherboard dwellings. Yes there are a few challenges ahead of us and we have to be prepared to rough it.