I honestly can't remember whether the cans were labelled or not. Dad would remember I'm sure. He was in the army reserves - commandos based at Williamstown. I can remember being dragged out of bed at ridiculous hours to go and watch him parachute down at Point Cook. Aah Stephen you have revived some very old memories.

Dad was always into something - starting with Scouts, army reserves, 4WD club (that was the best!), gliding, bee keeping, diving, bike riding, conoeing - and you know what? He never threw anything out and I'm sure it is all still under the house somewhere!
Heather
