Bert Broadley

Lancelot Herbert Arthur Broadley was born 9 May 1907 in Aldershot UK, to Lancelot and Florence Broadley. His father was in the British Army, a veteran of the Boer War. When his mother died, Bert was four years old. From London he was taken to York, where his father remarried. Then followed postings to Edinburgh and Gibraltar.

Back in England, Bert got a job at Babcock & Wilcox in Farringdon Street, London, where he worked for the next three years. By 1921, the family lived in a tiny flat in Bermondsey. Bert was learning accountancy at evening school and attending a boys’ club in Jamaica Road, Bermondsey. This club still functions today as the Salmon Youth Centre.

After an incident in one of his father’s alcohol fuelled rages, Bert left home. He found lodgings around London, but, for 10/- per week, soon ran out of options. When the need of accommodation was urgent, Bert was allowed to lodge at the club, on the condition of helping in it. While there, Bert came to a strong and clear Christian faith and thought about becoming a minister, but with no idea how he could afford it. So, he changed to studying for the matriculation.

When a club visitor, just home from Australia, was discussing Bert’s plans he said, “Why not go to Australia? Make up your mind to sail for Australia in six months’ time.”

Told about the Dreadnought Scheme, Bert arranged to go. He was broke, but with help from his aunt and club friends, he managed to have one pound twelve shillings for pocket money. By cautious handling, he arrived in Australia with 1/6d. Leaving Tilbury Dock on 14 August 1924 in the SS Themistocles, Bert reached Sydney 45 days later on 29 September 1924. He was met by a local staffer from Babcock & Wilcox, who took him home to his family in Berala, and a good welcome to Australia. The next day, with 38 other boys, Bert took the train to Mulgrave, where they were taken on to Scheyville Training Farm.

After ten weeks training, Bert accepted a position up near Tabulam on the Clarence River. He went by train 770 km north to Tenterfield, then by mail car another 100 km east to Tabulam. After a 25 km trip by store cart next day, he arrived at Charlie Knighton’s farm. 

 Eighty milking cows were mustered and milked twice a day. Apart from milking and separating, there were other farm jobs such as cutting saccaline for cow feed, castrating piglets, pig feeding and cleaning sties, husking corn, cutting chaff and cutting down scrub suckers in the paddock. Sometimes on Sundays, with a few hours off, he rode a horse to a neighbour’s place. 

Once it rained for six weeks non-stop. The ground was water-logged and boots were never dry. An infection from the cows caused lumps on the back of his hands, and the bush nurse took him off milking. It was time for a new and different job. His next placement was to be near Griffith – a thousand kilometres away to the south-west.

This job was on a soldier settler’s farm. Bert worked with this disabled man for some months until the government allowance cut out. Bert got another job nearby working for a sick ex-miner. The wife used to hobble the horses and put them out on the road to feed overnight. Sometimes they wandered and a long time could be spent looking for them - on foot.

One day while out looking for a horse, Bert was given a lift in a car. The young driver offered Bert a job on one on his mother’s farms. Bert got the job on her old farm and was there for two years, first on wages, then as a share-farmer when she moved to another of her farms. The owner paid the expenses and Bert got one third of the income. It was lonely but he was content milking the cow, irrigating, picking and packing fruit, taking it to the railway or packing house.

Bert was asked to take on the Anglican Sunday school at nearby Hanwood. With others helping, the Sunday school got under way, but not without a working bee to paint the church hall, and another to prop the building up after some high winds gave it a big slant.

His aim had been to enter ministry, and it became clear after a while, that it was time to do something more about it, therefore he made arrangements to leave his job and go to Sydney.

In May 1927, he got a job at the Sydney plant of Babcock & Wilcox, but a month after reaching twenty-one years of age, Bert was given notice to finish up. The local rector in Berala gave him a full-time catechist’s job. He returned to his studies and matriculated eighteen months later, afterwards attending Sydney University and where he passed first year Arts. During this time, he was living in Moore Theological College, and working as full-time catechist at Lilyfield. The university work became difficult to fit in, and stalled at the end of the second year.

On 21 December 1933 Bert was ordained as priest and, while curate at St Paul’s, Castle Hill on 3 January 1934, was married at St Mark’s, Lilyfield to Thelma Cunningham,.

Early in 1935 he was appointed to St Philip’s, Church Hill in the city. However, it wasn’t to last - his rector died in July and, with the ensuing changes, Bert faced another move. After discussions with the Bush Church Aid Society, Bert left St Philip’s and the couple went across to South Australia in October 1935, to take up the vacant Ceduna Mission. The next four and a half years were spent in ministry - to the farming communities scattered around the mission area (Bert understood rural life from his experience as a Dreadnought Boy), - to BCA staff manning the hospitals and operating its Flying Medical Service. Ministry to seamen in the port of Thevenard,was also involved. Then came a return to Sydney, but after twenty-two months at St Mary’s parish in Western Sydney, they were asked back to

 Ceduna.

 

This time, there was extra work. Now the Penong area, visits to the big sheep stations and the Transcontinental Railway Line, were included in the ‘Parish’. This meant that every three months the long trip was taken, over the tracks or barely formed roads across the Nullarbor. It included going out to Colona and Nullarbor homesteads, then up to Cook on the Trans Line calling at sidings and camps along the line, holding services wherever possible. After following the line all the way to Zanthus in Western Australia, the trip went back to other homesteads, such as Mundrabilla and Eucla, between the coast and the Trans Line, then to Fowlers Bay, Penong and home to Ceduna. The trip of over 2300 km took three to four weeks.

In July 1946, after another four and a half years, it was back to NSW with Thelma and three children, and the start of 27 years of effective parish ministry in the suburbs of Sydney.

Bert maintained his link with the Bush Church Aid Society. In their 2019 centenary publication “Never too far, never too few” it notes ‘Bert Broadley….was the longest serving missioner at Ceduna…..He ministered to people over a vast distance in South Australia, and later in Sydney, he served for about 25 years on the BCA Council. Truly a life devoted to BCA in every way.’

Lancelot Herbert Arthur Broadley died on 23 November 1976, in his 70th year.

William Naylor

The Covid-19 pandemic across the world has dramatically interrupted local and international activity, with huge cost in lives and livelihoods. Yet it is small compared with the 1918-19 pandemic, the so-called “Spanish Flu”, when millions of people died, including about 12,000 deaths among Australia’s small population of 5 million people. Thankfully today the world benefits from massive improvements in medical care and has governments able act appropriately. This is very different to the situation in 1919, in the immediate aftermath of World War 1 with its loss, destruction and disrupted governments. Against this background, it is no surprise that Dreadnought Scheme did not resume until late 1921.

William Lofthouse Naylor was one of the boys of the resumed scheme, disembarking in Sydney on the 30 October 1922 from the SS Themistocles. Born at Ilkley in Wharfdale, Yorkshire, England on 4 January 1905—one of six children, he migrated to Australia under the Dreadnought Scheme, wanting to become a farmer. He was sent, with eleven other boys, by train to Cowra Experiment Farm where he stayed for twelve months of training and experience.

His first placement was with Dr Hawthorne on his properties at Carcoar, the sheep property ‘Stokes’ on the Belubula River and the cattle station ‘Highbury’ at the foot of the mountain. William left there twelve months later, after a disagreement with Hawthorne’s manager. He tried his hand at rabbit trapping, then worked in the iron-stone mine at Cadia, south of Orange. The mine had just reopened for the Hoskins Company (Australia’s steelmaking pioneers), and provided ore for their steelworks at Lithgow. However, the Company had problems due to the dumping of foreign iron and steel in Australia, and an extended company-wide strike over payrates in 1926-27. With the slump in demand for ore, and a fatality in 1928, the mine closed down. But William Naylor had already moved on.

He rode over 200 miles round NSW on his pony without finding work, except for odd jobs like cutting wood for food. Arriving back in Carcoar, he got a harvesting job with Mr Ned McCooey for six weeks. The next-door neighbour, Mr Jack Ewin, was looking for a man and, after an interview, William got the job and remained with him until 1928.

On Anzac Day in 1928, William Naylor married Irene Beatrice Cook, and then when her brothers Clarence and Albert started a produce business, worked with them as a lorry driver.

William enlisted in the AIF in 1939, first posted as a nursing orderly in the Sydney Showground, then transferred to the 2nd/12th Field Ambulance stationed at the Cowra. The unit later moved to Darwin, where he suffered a spinal injury, and was sent to Yaralla Hospital in Sydney. In May 1943, he saw his old unit join the Hospital Ship Centaur. The Centaur sailed unescorted from Sydney, carrying her crew and personnel as well as stores and equipment of the 2/12th Field Ambulance, but no patients. It was sunk without warning by a torpedo from a Japanese submarine about 4 am on 14 May 1943, approximately 50 miles east north-east of Brisbane, with the loss of 268 lives. “By all rights I should be at the bottom of the sea”, William reflected later.

The Hospital Ship CENTAUR        (Public Domain)

Post war, William Naylor worked in the Commonwealth Public Service in the Import Procurement Department, then in later years was transferred to the Stevedoring Industry Department, from where he retired at the age of 60 years.

William and his wife left on a caravan tour of Australia for two years, after leasing their home at Rockdale. Heavy rains and road closures changed their plans. They sold their home and built in Rockhampton in Queensland, where they lived for thirteen years. On medical advice they moved back to NSW, to Ettalong Beach for several years before moving into Courtlands Retirement Village in Parramatta in May 1982. His wife Irene, passed away on 17 April 1991.

William Naylor lived to the age of 95 and passed away on 8 August 2000, “a gentle man and a gentleman”.

Joseph Simpson

Joe was born on 2 April 1915, in South Shields in Newcastle-upon-Tyne UK, to William Simpson and Ada Ellen Hunt. He had little or no memory of his father who was killed in the First World War. When he was fourteen years old, Joe Simpson travelled to Sydney on board the SS Oronsay, as one of the Dreadnought Boys. Arriving on 1 August 1929, he was transferred to Glen Innes Experiment Farm by train, with six other boys from the ship.

Life at the training farm was not a happy experience for him. With the help of a lady who worked there, he absconded and headed north, down off the tablelands toward the Woodenbong area near the Queensland border. This was just weeks before the great Stockmarket Crash. Life did not get any easier, and in August 1930, he learned that his mother had passed away in England. He did find work, employed by a pig farmer at Wiangaree for some time, regularly driving pigs from the farm to the Kyogle sales, or to the railway yards. From there he moved to the Rock Valley area and worked on the O’Keefe farm. He was to spend quite few years in the area, also working for some the Italian immigrant families who had settled there.

In 1942, Joe married Elsie Mulvena. He worked at Larnook, just north of Rock Valley, on his father-in-law’s farm. Then in 1944 he enlisted in the army and, after some training at Fort Wallace in the Port of Newcastle, was posted north, to the Coast Artillery in Darwin. He served as Lance Bombardier at the Emery Point Battery. Joe played representative hockey and soccer in inter service competitions. In 1946 he was discharged from the army and returned to the farm at Larnook, to Elsie and the two children.

After finding it difficult to survive on the farm, the family left the area in 1952 and moved to Kurri Kurri in the Hunter Valley, west of Newcastle. Joe found work with a contractor cutting pit timbers, and later on worked in several coal mines in the Hunter Valley. These collieries included Elrington, Pelaw Main, Buchanan Borehole, Hebburn No. 2, and Rhondda. Twice during his time in the mines, he was stood down and managed to secure employment at the BHP Steel-works in Newcastle, and the Hunter District Water Board.

Joe Simpson

(Dreadnought Archives)

Joe was interested in community affairs, and from 1968–1977, was an Alderman on the Cessnock City Council and active in the Local Government Association of NSW. He was also very involved in the local Returned Services League (RSL) club and the NSW RSL Clubs Association. During his later working life, he was secretary/manager of Kurri Kurri RSL Club. He held this position for several years before retirement.

In 1975, he and his wife returned to his native England, the first visit in forty-six years, and followed with two more visits in 1977 and 1978. Soon Joe settled into retirement in Kurri Kurri, with plenty of opportunity to play lawn bowls at the local club. He passed away on 6 August 1993, aged 78 years. His wife, Elsie, lived on in Kurri Kurri until her death in 2012.

Joe’s life was not marked by great ambition and, in a sense, he stayed close to his roots - but his strength of character was such that he could effectively contribute, to his adopted country.

Norman Monsen

Norman Monsen was born on 10th September 1911, in North Shields in Tyneside England. Norman's Norwegian parents had come to UK, where his father worked as a shipping agent for Scandinavian ships sailing in and out of the River Tyne. Norman was educated at the local schools until he was 14, leaving in 1926, the year of the general strike. Due to the Great War and change in the shipping industry, his father's business had just about become defunct. The family situation became difficult and Norman had to start looking for work. While he was doing this, there was a visit from a man who had been to Australia and had had some success. He spoke about opportunities in Australia, and also about the Dreadnought Scheme for the migration of boys to Australia.

The lectures that Norman Monsen heard, were enough to stimulate an interest in migration among a number the local boys. The first boy to become very keen was Norman's brother, Moritz. But it soon became clear that several other boys were interested, as well. The five of them began to take the steps to join the Scheme. Norman was able to get references from organisations like the Scouts, and also was provided a reference by his local Vicar.

(Dreadnought Association Archives)

The wording of this reference was to inspire those later documenting the Dreadnought Scheme (Sherington, Gill) and Monsen’s own memoirs, “One of the Likely Lads”.
On 18th August 1926, the five boys travelled by overnight train to London where they joined the SS Benalla at Tilbury docks. The boys travelling together were Moritz and Norman Monsen, Bill and Albert Eddleston, and Herbie Gray. On the ship they were joined by ‘Tom’ Wall, another boy from Shields. While these boys stuck together during the journey, they readily joined with others, in the organised shipboard activities. Norman had his 15th birthday one day before reaching Cape Town. From here they spent the next three weeks feeling cooped up, as they crossed the Indian Ocean. After stopping in Fremantle and Melbourne (where Bill Eddleston disembarked for a job in Victoria), the ship entered Sydney Heads, ending the long voyage on 15 October 1926.

They docked at No.9 Wharf Walsh Bay, where the boys were marshalled together and marched the short distance, to the Department of Labour and Industry offices in George Street North. Here they learnt of their destinations – Moritz was assigned to a farmer (and Tick Officer) at Mumulgum, west of Casino on the Far North Coast of NSW, Herb Gray to a farmer at Yeoval in the state’s Central West, and ‘Tom’ Wall to training at Wollongbar Experiment Farm also on the Far North Coast. Norman Monsen and Albert Eddleston were to go for training at Grafton Experiment Farm on the state’s North Coast.

Norman thought that the training was scanty and scrappy…… a smattering of knowledge and very little practical experience, and about as much as could be expected in the space of 3 months. However, on 21 January 1927 he was sent to Macksville by train, to meet Tom Boorer, a farmer from Argents Hill near Bowraville. Tom, his wife and daughter then took Norman Monsen by car to their property, called Bendinni. As he settled into his first job in Australia, he was struck by his transformation, in just five months, from a town disposition to a country disposition…a transformation that I have not for one moment regretted.

Norman was treated like one of the family, even having his own room in the house. The Boorers were church-going Presbyterians, and this proved to be a significant influence on his future. After three years on their farm, he needed a change and took a break in Sydney. He did not enjoy it and resolved to return to farming.

The job that followed was on a wheat farm at Mirrool, in south west NSW, but the accommodation was a shock for him. It was a partitioned off part of the stables, between the chaff room and the feed stalls. The mattress was two layers of bags of oats! Monsen stayed to the end of the harvest, moving on to a Griffith dairy farm, where he had a tent. Other jobs followed and, in 1931, he was working in the Gloucester area, where he was to spend the next seven years.

Gloucester was a turning point for Norman Monsen, for while he was dealing with rabbits, coping with the effects of serous drought, working with the local slaughterman, or training new farmhands, a new opportunity was developing. His link with the local Presbyterian Church grew, so that when the minister moved on and the parish could not afford a replacement, Norman was called on to conduct services regularly. He felt called to the ministry, but the church authorities in Sydney pointed out to him that his education level was not sufficient. However, a local farmer’s sister-in-law was an accomplished scholar and teacher, and with her help, Monsen was eventually able to begin the formal student training in 1937.

Almost immediately, he was sent to the Waverly parish in Sydney for some work experience. It was here that he met Alison Gibson, a nursing sister at a nearby Methodist hospital. Student Minister appointments then followed at Nimbin in NSW northern rivers area and Canley Vale in Sydney, before Norman Monsen enlisted in the army on 12 July 1940. His army service included artillery training, gunnery officer and being stationed in western Australia, ready for the expected Japanese attack. Lieutenant Monsen was released to continue further study and ministry, after three years and three months military service. Meanwhile, Norman and Alison were married on 22 March 1941.

Following ordination Norman Monsen continued in parish ministry (Clunes, Inverell, Epping) until 1961, when he was appointed as Home Mission Superintendent for NSW. This was to be his day job until  retirement in 1978, but his administrative and leadership skills meant that had other roles as well. He was a trustee for both NSW and National church properties, Member and then Convenor of the Presbyterian Inland Mission Board, and in 1974-75, was Moderator of the Presbyterian Church in NSW. In September 1981, he was chosen to be Moderator-General of the Presbyterian Church of Australia, the Very Reverend Norman Monsen serving from 1982 to 1985.

(Dreadnought Association Photo)

In retirement, he was active in the Dreadnought Association and spoke of the Scheme with affection, even though he recognised that the scheme did not have the glow shown in its prospectus. After a long and effective life serving his Lord, Norman Monsen passed away on 6 February 1995, aged 83 years.

At the end of his 1987 memoirs, he wrote ….. I still like to think of myself as one of the ‘Likely Lads’ who migrated to Australia, with his heart full of promise, with Australia full of opportunity.

Jack Alty

Jack’s story comes from an interview he gave in 1986, and, thanks to his interviewer Helen Davison, we learn something about his life.

John Henry Alty was born in Lambeth England, in 1909, to John and Eveline Alty. His childhood was marked by air-raids and rations. His father worked on special duties with the Army Ordnance Department. His mother had the worry of the family, a deep concern for others in that area of London, and then her own illness. She died in 1924 from tuberculosis. While Jack and his sister were good at school, finances became a problem when their father suffered a mental breakdown. Jack finished school in 1925 and needed to find work.

When a friend in Australia wrote, painting life there in glowing terms Jack, with another boy, decided to see if they could get out there. Jack became a willing participant in the Dreadnought Scheme and was one of 57 boys, who left UK on the Demosthenes in October, arriving in Sydney on 27 November 1925.

Jack spent the summer months at Scheyville where he enjoyed his training, for the new skills and the new friends he gained. He also enjoyed the challenge of his first job, in 1926, at Kiaora at Yiddah, near West Wyalong in NSW. His employers were to become lifelong friends.

Following his time at Yiddah, Jack and a friend (another Jack), went off with their gear, to try further out west. They actually saved a good deal of money even though times were lean, but they managed to live off the land. That meant water and rabbits! Rabbit plagues were denuding the landscape, causing the loss of native animals and minimal farm production. Fumigants, baits, rabbit drives, dogs, guns, clubs did little to control the devastation. As well as eating them, the two Jacks sold many rabbits. They had a regular order from the Leeton Hydro Hotel for three or four rabbits per week. They became expert trappers and made money from the skins. Later, when Jack was given a sow, he fed it on boiled rabbits and wheat and subsequently bred many healthy pigs on this diet.

The impact of irrigation in the Riverina, and on Jack Alty, was very significant. When the two Jacks first reached Leeton, they sat on lush green grass, relishing this product of irrigation. On arrival in nearby Griffith, they heard that the Irrigation Commission needed logs for the fenced farms for the returned soldiers. This was an opportunity to earn some money, so as each load was picked up from them, they were paid for the previous load. Had they stayed, there was work available with horse teams cutting the irrigation channels. But they moved on.

Jack noted that rabbits were still a problem at each property he went onto. While on the property Fairview in 1934, he promoted the use of a tractor rather than a team of horses for them. There was real risk of horses getting hurt in the burrows. It was much simpler to mount a good ripper on the three-point linkage on the back of the tractor, and in that way, he eventually got rid of the rabbits there.

The introduction of the myxomatosis virus in 1950, proved to be the turning point in the overall control of rabbits. The number of sheep Jack could put on his properties was dependent on the prevalence of rabbits - they could eat so much there was little left for the sheep. Myxomatosis opened the way for the Wool Boom years which followed.

In 1934, Jack married Beryl Westrup. Farming at Goolgowi, Jack and Beryl went on to have two sons and two daughters. Jack’s properties were dry area farms and farming was difficult due to the soil and lack of water. He couldn’t even dig a dam because the soil was too sandy and would not hold water. The three bores he sank went 300 to 400 feet underground but were sometimes too brackish, even for the livestock. By 1976, Jack had eased up although still working the farm occasionally. But it thrilled him to see the introduction of the new water supply system, with water pumped to storage and then piped to Jack’s farm and others nearby. What a great relief to be able to plan livestock levels due to regular water!

Jack’s wife Beryl died in 1980. By 1986, he had remarried and was living in Griffith, where he died on 6 February 2002, aged 92 years.

At the end of the interview, Jack reflected on the strands of his story (childhood, Dreadnought boy, friendships, family, farming, rabbits and irrigation) this man of warmth, easy conversation and deep faith observed that a strand of one sort ends and another takes its place, while a thread alongside continues on and yet another weaves differently through, to make up the pattern of a life.