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Chapter 1: What is the main topic discussed in this episode?
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Fitzroy in inner-city Melbourne is today one of those classic gentrified suburbs with a population of people who work in media or advertising or law or whatever. But it wasn't like that when Tony Birch was growing up around the area in the 50s and 60s. Fitzroy was then filled with working-class people who worked in the factories nearby.
There were, and still are, towers of housing commission flats. There'd always been an Aboriginal community there, and Fitzroy was a magnet for Greek and Italian migrant families after the war.
Chapter 2: What was Fitzroy like during Tony Birch's childhood?
Dr Tony Birch was born into a large family of Aboriginal, West Indian and Irish descent. As a kid, Tony was an altar boy and very bookish, but he got into trouble as a teenager and was expelled from two schools for fighting. But with the help of a mentor, Tony made his way into university as a mature age student, where he got a master's in creative writing and a PhD in history.
But Tony never forgot where he came from, and where he came from gave him a huge treasury of stories. And Tony has since become a major Australian author. Tony's got a new collection of short stories called Dark As Last Night. Welcome back, Tony.
Thank you very much for having me, Richard.
The thing about life, as I understand it, in a working class area back in those days, Tony, the days of your childhood, is that absolutely nothing could go to waste. Did you and your sisters go out gleaning around Fitzroy, around the area, trying to find stuff to bring home?
Yeah and we did so by necessity. These days I collect as enjoyment but when we were kids I mean the sorts of things that we had to collect were firstly the most basic was firewood and we were lucky that a lot of houses were being demolished at the time so there was a plentiful supply of scrap wood. Usually it would be large planks of wood that you know two or three of us would need to carry home
And my mum might chop the wood up, but often it was a case of just sticking the end in the fire. And as the plank burnt down, he just pushed more of it into the fireplace. So firewood was a necessity. Secondly, beer bottles. We collected beer bottles for many years. And we used to get, I think, a shilling a dozen for beer bottles. So, yeah, 20 dozen bottles would get you a pound.
We also collected scrap metal from a very young age. So, again, with a lot of the houses being knocked down, we regularly collected scrap lead and scrap copper and a bit of scrap brass. And you could make a good, you know, sort of income out of that sort of level of scrap that went into the family income. It wasn't done so that kids could sort of just have pocket money.
Everything that you made, any money that you made... you made a contribution to the family. So they were the major sort of gleaning we did was around firewood, scrap metal and beer bottles.
And what if you didn't find firewood during the winter months?
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Chapter 3: How did Tony's grandmother influence his resourcefulness?
It was related to particular forms of entertainment like the gambling clubs, occasionally espresso bars, a bit of street dealing, a bit of street prostitution. But it was largely confined to those strips. So, again, you could, you know, come down to Atherton Street where we live, which was probably, you know, in...
a couple of hundred metres off Gertrude Street, and it would be relatively quiet on most occasions. I mean, people might have a drink and a bit of a party now and then, but I don't remember it being particularly wild.
It would be up on those main strips that you'd really see the action, and that would be pretty wild because of the fact that there were so many activities in the 60s in particular... that were either illegal or what we might call sub-legal, that were very widely known and very widely practised and enjoyed, but were technically illegal.
So they relied on fairly strong relationships between police and cafe owners, pubs, slug-rog shop owners, et cetera. So it was a very intricate and fairly organised chaos in a strange sort of way.
Your grandmother ran a sly grog shop. Tony, tell me about this and why was there a need for sly grog shops back in those days?
Well, firstly, the need. The need was obvious. I mean, obviously, until the end of six o'clock clothing, which was in the mid-60s, I mean, it was ridiculous to think that people would stop drinking at six o'clock of a day.
And you particularly imagine, you know, Thursday night was pay night, Friday night was usually the end of the working week, and Saturday, you know, it could be after the football or, you know, Saturdays in summer that people weren't going to stop drinking. So the reality was that people had to be able to get alcohol from somewhere.
And we know that some of the pubs continue to sell illegally after hours. That's widely known. But people would establish slug rug shops or just, you know, when you say shops, people like my grandmother and many others would sell alcohol from the back gate or a side door.
And what they really did was simply often sell only beer, some wine, and they would sell it at a markup that justified them having a business, but at a markup that people regarded as an acceptable markup for being able to buy alcohol outside hours. But even when 10 o'clock closing came in so people could drink from the mid-60s up until 10pm, there was still no Sunday trading.
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Chapter 4: What experiences shaped Tony's understanding of community in Fitzroy?
I still remember they burnt all my clothes in the incinerator in the backyard and burnt the cardboard suitcase. But they didn't say anything. They hardly spoke to me. They were looking at me like I was some exotic species.
I mean, I suppose it might have been just normal middle-class life because if you imagine, Richard, us sitting in our small kitchen in Fitzroy, there were seven of us around the kitchen table, everyone weighing in with their say, kids talking over the top of each other, everyone, you know, if you lost a potato off your plate, who could stick the fork in that potato quick as God? LAUGHTER
Got the loose potato. And so it was all about formality that didn't make any sense to me. The fact that people didn't seem to speak, didn't seem to really interact. And the children seemed very unhappy. I still remember the interaction with the two kids who I know went to private Catholic schools. They seemed very unhappy, the kids. So I just simply didn't understand it in any way.
And over the next couple of weeks, I had all my back teeth removed. What do you mean you had your back teeth removed? What do you mean? Well, they took me to a dentist. And by the way, they took me to a dentist in Brunswick Street, Fitzroy. It's so cruel. And my back teeth, top and bottom, on both sides of my mouth were taken out. Did they check in with your mum at all?
No, they... Well, they hadn't checked in with my mother at all and I don't think that she would have approved. So, no, there was no discussion with my family about this. I was then taken to a barber shop and had my hair shaved. And I had quite nice hair. If you can imagine Paul McCartney as a five-year-old, that's me.
And I had my hair shaved and I spent the next two weeks in a sort of state of absolute misery... in a house of people, and I think about this. Sorry, Richard, I thought about this in later life. It seemed to me, even as a child, to be a house without affection because I don't remember these people talking to each other, really. They weren't cruel to me or anything.
They didn't punish me in any physical way, but they hardly spoke. They were very formal. And it was just a sense for me of hollowness and I suppose of prejudice against the suburbs. I felt that I was in this place that was completely devoid of people, of emotion. So there was nothing there that I wanted. I spent two weeks with them.
I don't remember much about what else we did except that Father organised a spelling bee, which I won, which they were very disappointed in because both the kids and the family went to private schools. And...
The other aspect of it, which was very troubling, I didn't understand that my mother had only allowed for them to take me for a week and I was supposed to be coming home and at the end of the week I didn't come home and toward the end of the second week I still had not come home and she got very worried and contacted the church.
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