Tanya Heaslip

They were delicious.

Every way you could have beef all day long.

Did this mean you went out and caught and killed your own beef to eat?

Yes.

That's how everybody lived back then.

You lived off the land literally and ours was a cattle station.

So we kids would go out with dad to get a killer and

as it was called.

You'd go out with your dad.

You'd be part of that as kids.

Yeah, absolutely.

We were the workers.

So we were on the back of the Land Rover.

Dad's got his gun and his .22 rifle, selects a killer, one of the best-looking cattle out on the flat, brings it down with one shot, and then we kids had to rush and get all the branches and lay them on the ground and help the men get...

carve up the beast out there on the flat and then put the quarters back on the back of the Land Rover and hold them on the long, rattly drive back to the homestead.

And in between, we got the lungs and blew them up and, you know, kids out in the bush.

We just made our own fun.

Wow.

And didn't even think this was weird.

You butchered it in situ in the open air, right out in the open air like that.