Colourful

I'm back after a holiday break! This week's theme is "colorful" - but let's go with "colourful". The prompt describes "it seems that in every family tree, there's at least one person who is a bit larger than life, someone bold and different..."colourful".

I've referred to my most colourful relative in this post is Arthur John Hardwick Jnr, my maternal Great Grandfather. He was born on 18 October, 1888 in Melbourne "near the Union Hotel" Spencer St, Melbourne, which we know from his birth certificate:


We are not sure why his parents Arthur John Hardwick Snr and Effie Clara Broome were living in Melbourne at the time, but we think they may have been on the way to visit relatives in South Australia (his sister Effie Maud Hardwick was born in Gawler, South Australia in 1893, but only lived one month). But whatever the reason, he was born in a hotel in Melbourne, and possibly set the tone for much of his life!

By 1897, his mother had remarried and moved back to Canterbury, Sydney. I have been unable to find what happened to his father, perhaps we can presume he died before then.

The next information I have for him is his marriage to Emma Ivanhoe Morton on 9 December 1908 in Manly, NSW. 


His marriage certificate lists his occupation at the time as  "drayman", which is hauling by a dray or horse. Mostly that is beer to pubs, but it is also a nicer way of saying "shit carter", which is what he was (emptying full dunny cans and replacing them with empty ones). 


On 8 June, 1910, his son, George Arthur Hardwick was born in Manly and in the 1913 Electoral Rolls, he was listed as living in Ozone St, Brookvale (North Manly) and recorded as being a carter.

The First World War broke out in 1914, but Arthur waited until 6 August, 1917 to enlist, as a Sapper, Engineer enlistments. He did this for 45 days until he was discharged "no longer required" as his wife, Emma requested that he come home. George would have been 7 years old.

But Arthur took this journey into the military a little further, wearing a returned soldier's badge, stolen from a man called Morrisey, and claiming he had served in Palestine. He was charged and fined £5 in default of two months jail. He was described as being a train conductor at this time:


Life continued for a couple of years, when things must have got a bit boring for Arthur, and he was charged with wife desertion in January 1920 (when he was 31 and George would have been 9). 


They even tried finding him via George on 20 March 1920:



By this stage, he is listed as being a labourer (maybe the trains people didn't like imposters?), but he had run away with Lily Shaw. Emma continued to live with her son George until he got married (briefly, to my grandmother) and then he moved back in with her after his divorce until she died.

We don't hear much of him for many years. My mum 


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