Clothes were terribly important in the '20s. They really were an arbiter of who you were and how much money you had: an indicator of social status.
From Kerry Greenwood
My work is very carefully researched. Sometimes I have to ditch an idea because I can't prove it.
I didn't want to write a grown-up account of Gallipoli. I wanted to find out what would happen if I looked at Gallipoli through the eyes of an innocent.
If you look at the map, there's Thrace, Greece, Bulgaria, and there's tiny Gallipoli. It is such a small part of the whole peninsula, and yet you only hear about this little tiny bit.
I think it is rather heroic to go into a war zone where everyone is trying to kill you, and you have no way of shooting back.
I got out of difficult situations when many of my classmates didn't because I was smart, and I was lucky, and my parents were amazingly literate and helpful.
I was determined to become a criminal lawyer and help look after the poor.
As a child, I would demand that visitors to our house tell me a story. I was intensely interested in everything - still am.
In the 1970s, I used to buy opals and moonstones at the Queen Victoria Market, which were seen as old-fashioned and too heavy at the time.
I remember talking to John Mortimer, and he said he was relying on Rumpole to keep him in his old age; well, I'm doing the same with Phryne - she's my mainstay.
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