Belinda Murrell: Bringing Australian History To Life | Page 36

INSPIRATION CAPTIVATED BY THE TOP END THE MURRELL FAMILY’S VISIT TO THE NORTHERN TERRITORY INSPIRED BELINDA TO INVESTIGATE WORLD WAR II. IT LED TO SOME INTERESTING FAMILY STORIES . . . The Murrell family loved their time in the Territory. W hen my family spent eighteen months travelling around Australia, we stayed about three months in the Top End of the Northern Territory, including Darwin. During this time, we stayed on vast, remote cattle stations and visited some incredibly beautiful places. As well as the sheer beauty of the Territory, we were overwhelmed by its history. Despite studying Australian History at university, I had very little knowledge of the bombing of Darwin during the Second World War and how widespread and lethal the Japanese attacks on Australia were. It was this adventure that inspired me to write the story of Poppy. Martin, a part-Aboriginal servant who died in the first bombing attack on Darwin. Historic sites A family tale about Vegemite A huge thank you goes to my intrepid husband, Rob, for introducing us to many of the Second World War historic sites in the Northern Territory, from airstrips, bomb craters and bunkers to the deeply moving Adelaide River War Cemetery where over four hundred Australians who died defending our country are buried. The youngest was only sixteen years old. Also buried here are civilians such as Iris Bald and her parents, along with the other post office workers and thirty-one Indigenous Australians whose death was due to enemy action. Among these is Daisy 36 randomhouse.com.au/teachers Writing this book required much research, including reading letters, diaries and memoirs by Australian nurses, children and women evacuated from Darwin, soldiers and POWs, as well as articles from newspapers and magazines such as Army News, The Sydney Morning Herald and Australian Women’s Weekly and books such as Australia’s Greatest Peril 1942 by Bob Wurth, which included the story of a young Manly boy who spotted the Japanese spy plane. As always, there are family stories and reminiscences told to me by members of my family including: my father, Jerry Humphrey, who spent several months as a veterinarian working on Northern Territory cattle stations; and my great-aunt Clarice, who told me stories of her brother Aubrey Jones, an Australian soldier taken as a prisoner-of-war by the Japanese. He had his leg amputated in a POW camp on the Burma Railway. It was Auntie Clarice who told me the story of Vegemite used as paint.