Western Mail, Thursday 28 December 1933, page 2
THE CASUAL WAR-BRIDE.
"Squash" had the reputation of being the most casual bird in our battalion, and the English girl he married was made of similar clay.
A Military Medallist, he was given light duties at Horseferry Road, and his time was mainly occupied in interviewing war brides who sought the whereabouts of missing grooms.
He was escorting a lonesome bride to another department when they both sighted a forlorn-looking Aussie lounging in the vicinity.
The lady looked him over. "Excuse me a moment," she said to her escort, "but that looks like my hubby." She walked towards him for a closer inspection, and, returning to her escort, remarked: "No: I don't think that's him!”
But "Squash" was also intrigued. He had recognised his missus on hearing her voice. They are now the proud parents of a quartet of sturdy West Australians!
“Legs Eleven," Victoria Park.