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Smith
there
was
Meggie
to
kiss
,
Minnie
to
kiss
,
Cat
to
kiss
,
Mum
to
hug
bashfully
,
Jack
and
Hughie
to
wring
by
the
hand
speechlessly
.
The
Drogheda
people
would
never
know
what
it
was
like
to
be
home
,
they
could
never
know
how
much
this
moment
had
been
longed
for
,
feared
for
.
And
how
the
twins
ate
!
Army
tucker
was
never
like
this
,
they
said
,
laughing
.
Pink
and
white
fairy
cakes
,
chocolate-soaked
lamingtons
rolled
in
coconut
,
steamed
spotted
dog
pudding
,
pavlova
dripping
passionfruit
and
cream
from
Drogheda
cows
.
Remembering
their
stomachs
from
earlier
days
,
Mrs.
Smith
was
convinced
they
'd
be
ill
for
a
week
,
but
as
long
as
there
was
unlimited
tea
to
wash
it
down
,
they
did
n't
seem
to
have
any
trouble
with
their
digestions
.
"
A
bit
different
from
Wog
bread
,
eh
,
Patsy
?
"
"
Yair
.
"
"
What
's
Wog
mean
?
"
asked
Mrs.
Smith
.
"
A
Wog
's
an
Arab
,
but
a
Wop
's
an
Italian
,
right
,
Patsy
?
"
"
Yair
.
"
It
was
peculiar
.
They
would
talk
,
or
at
least
Jims
would
talk
,
for
hours
about
North
Africa
:
the
towns
,
the
people
,
the
food
,
the
museum
in
Cairo
,
life
on
board
a
troopship
,
in
rest
camp
.
But
no
amount
of
questioning
could
elicit
anything
but
vague
,
change-the-subject
answers
as
to
what
the
actual
fighting
had
been
like
,
what
Gazala
,
Benghazi
,
Tobruk
,
El
Alamein
had
been
like
.
Later
on
after
the
war
was
over
the
women
were
to
find
this
constantly
;
the
men
who
had
actually
been
in
the
thick
of
battle
never
opened
their
mouths
about
it
,
refused
to
join
the
ex-soldiers
'
clubs
and
leagues
,
wanted
nothing
to
do
with
institutions
perpetuating
the
memory
of
war
.
Drogheda
held
a
party
for
them
.
Alastair
MacQueen
was
in
the
Ninth
as
well
and
was
home
,
so
of
course
Rudna
Hunish
held
a
party
.
Dominic
O'Rourke
's
two
youngest
sons
were
in
the
Sixth
in
New
Guinea
,
so
even
though
they
could
n't
be
present
,
Dibban-Dibban
held
a
party
.
Every
property
in
the
district
with
a
son
in
uniform
wanted
to
celebrate
the
safe
return
of
the
three
Ninth
boys
.
Women
and
girls
flocked
around
them
,
but
the
Cleary
returned
heroes
tried
to
escape
at
every
opportunity
,
more
scared
than
they
had
been
on
any
field
of
war
.
In
fact
,
Jims
and
Patsy
did
n't
seem
to
want
to
have
anything
to
do
with
women
;
it
was
to
Bob
,
Jack
and
Hughie
they
clung
.
Late
into
the
night
after
the
women
had
gone
to
bed
they
sat
talking
to
the
brothers
who
had
been
forced
to
remain
behind
,
opening
their
sore
,
scarred
hearts
.
And
they
rode
the
paddocks
of
parched
Drogheda
,
in
its
seventh
year
of
the
drought
,
glad
to
be
in
civvies
.
