‘I was born in the front room of this house,’ says Kelvin.
A cup of coffee in front of Kelvin’s house brought us together, where he shared some of his stories about his life in Port Melbourne.
Kelvin is very proud of his father, Thomas McIntosh, and especially the trophy that his father won in 1947 for ‘Champion Professional Fishino Boat’ in a local fisherman’s boat race. His father owned a double ender fishing boat built in Dow Street, which is now owned by his neighbour Dugga. Kelvin recalls that there used to be fish, scallops and mussels just a few steps away from his house on the bay.
When not out fishing, his father also kept 20 horses behind the house on Dow Street and on the area of ground that is now the West Gate Park below the bridge. His father also built the house next door with just a 3 cents deposit on the block. Recycled materials were used in its construction including second-hand bricks from the Hotel Australia, formerly on Collins Street, and the wooden floor from an old church. He also remembers little cottages with unlocked doors and children running around.
by Carmen
A cup of coffee in front of Kelvin’s house brought us together, where he shared some of his stories about his life in Port Melbourne.
Kelvin is very proud of his father, Thomas McIntosh, and especially the trophy that his father won in 1947 for ‘Champion Professional Fishino Boat’ in a local fisherman’s boat race. His father owned a double ender fishing boat built in Dow Street, which is now owned by his neighbour Dugga. Kelvin recalls that there used to be fish, scallops and mussels just a few steps away from his house on the bay.
When not out fishing, his father also kept 20 horses behind the house on Dow Street and on the area of ground that is now the West Gate Park below the bridge. His father also built the house next door with just a 3 cents deposit on the block. Recycled materials were used in its construction including second-hand bricks from the Hotel Australia, formerly on Collins Street, and the wooden floor from an old church. He also remembers little cottages with unlocked doors and children running around.
by Carmen