Pearl Maddock and stuff No 1

193 Sutherland Road was the most important address of my early years. It was a smallworkers cottage, 2 bedrooms,kitchen/dining area and lounge. A fishpond on the front lawn behind a picket fence and on the lawn between the cabins a wishing well. I believe it was rented until after James Enoch's death. He had at some stage built 3 small roomsa short distance fom the house. These were built with the timber from NZ Butter Boxes according to a later owner who said the timber was marked. Wire and stucco strengthened them. Thesse extra rooms were built to house the expanding family. Daisy,Pat, Diana, Tom and Barbara. Sometime during the depression Pearl had her mother living with them I reacall Daisy telling me that she and her grandmother shared the small bedroon off the kitchen. These were hard times for families and this was what it wasa like for the Maddock family. I cannot give dates but recall being told that James who had been a shearer and had avoided war service until the last days only got as far as Trentham camp, Shearing was seen as an essential occupation. I think that after the war he worked as a shipwright until work in the shipyards ceased. If you look at the history of the Great Depression in NZ I think unemployed men were sent off to do what they called relief work doing hard physical labour preference given to married men with families to provide them with some income. Remember that James was 20 years older than Pearl so it might not have been easy for him and according to Nana she said it wrecked him. I am guessing he would have been about 50 which was a bit different from 50 today. It is obvious thet he was the gardener because I am woondering why they did not grow more of their own food. However Pearl had 4 chidren an aged mother and I believe she worked at a deparrtment store n Cuba St called CS Smiths which was near where the old Farmers was. Margaret Hamilton must have looked after the children at home so there was probably little time for gardening. During these early years Daisy developed pneumonia and spent about 6 weeks in Wellington hospital these are her words and no one came to visit her. When she finally came home from hospital the front porch was added to the tiny house for her to sleep in. This left her with weakend lungs for a lifetime, this would have been pre penicillen days