90th Birthday by Lyn
Edna was born on 28th July 1912. Her father Edward Pivott was a train driver and her mother Daisy Rose a woman future woman's libber’s would have been proud of. Mum was one of seven children. Bob and Rex now deceased, Marge 91 in nursing home, her little sister Ethel only 88 and here with us today, Vic a navigator on a bomber and Alan a pilot both killed in the second world war.
After completing school at Belmore South Primary and Canterbury Girls High she was apprenticed to a very exclusive dressmaker and learn't her craft exceptionally well.
She met our father Allan Jordan at a tennis club, they married and put an ₤80 pound deposit on a ₤900 pound house in Clarence Street Belfield. That sounds cheap but dads wage at the time was £5 pound a week.
Allan Jordan was a whiz at maths and very community minded. Among other things he was President of the Belmore North P&C, Secretary of the Road Safety Council, Secretary of the local Labor Party, Asst Secretary of the Belfield Bowling Club and was only narrowly beaten when he stood as an Alderman on Canterbury Council.
One thing he was not a handyman so mum was the one that fixed the washers in leaking taps, fixed electrical fuses, glazed windows and put up lattice fences.
He died suddenly of a heart attack when he was fifty. Mum was then in her mid forties. This was soon after Ross had been through a very nasty experience in bush fires and was having nightmares trying to come to grips with quite a horrendous ordeal.
The next twenty years were not completely lonely for her. Her three children married, eleven of her grandchildren were born and she augmented her income by dressmaking.
Now mum being mum she liked to specialize in wedding and bridesmaid's frocks. Why because her customers were young, happy, exciting usually with good figures, had quality materials and the end result very satisfying. She rarely could be induced to leave the house seemingly content to stay at home.
What she did do was play bowls and was good at it. She was a foundation member the second Secretary, Vice President and Club Champion of the Belfield Woman’s Bowling Club.
It just so happened that a widower who only lived about 10 houses up from her in Clarence Street retired and joined the Belfield Bowling Club.
A whirlwind courtship ensued with mum as excited as a schoolgirl. They married and the love affair lasted almost 20 years. This mum who never went out suddenly was never home. They were very happy years without the responsibility and stress of raising a family. Money wasn't such a problem as mum had sold her house and received inheritance from her both her elder brothers.
Sadly Fred Ogden died a few years ago. Not suddenly as our father had but after a time mum had to adjust to him being already lost to her.
Mum raised her family primarily in the 1940's when due to the war many things were rationed. Even if you had money (few did) it was difficult to buy things. We didn't have a lot of money and life then was what we would now call a struggle. We didn't have what were called luxuries. No refrigerator just an ice chest, no washing machine, no car, no telephone, no cream biscuits, no ice cream, no flushing toilet not even toilet paper. So many things that are now taken for granted. Paying the bills then as now was a problem.
I can remember as a young child asking mum if she could have a wish come true what would she wish for, She replied “Health, Happiness and Prosperity” I was stunned. I didn't even know what prosperity meant. I said wouldn't you rather have a lot of money and be rich. “No” she said, “Those three things are more important”.
Well mum there have been a lot of bumps along the way but after 90 years you have relatively good health, have had awful lot of happiness and you have prospered, so your wishes did come true.
You are a loving and much loved lady and we are proud of you. I'm sure having so many who mean so much to you here today has made this a very happy birthday.