Uncle Charlie was a farmer at Stockleigh, Logan Village, Qld. It was a beautiful property. I spent many of my school holidays staying there. We used to drive along winding bush tracks, swerving all the time to avoid big stones and holes, on Sundays going to Brisbane for the meetings. We watched them milking, and the machines separating the cream and the buttermilk. They sold the cream, and the remaining part was put into big long troughs for the calves to drink. Uncle Charlie grew fields of big pumpkins, and they were fed to the cows. Also we had lots of pumpkin in our meals in the house.