Geoffrey Stapleton

When we were children we would occasionally visit Victor Harbour in South Australia where my dad spent some of his childhood . We would collect the little fluffy ended plants we called "pussy willows". Mum would buy coloured crepe paper which we would soak in water until the dye came out at which time we would dunk the pussy willows in the water and they would come out coloured. It was like magic and they looked so beautiful.