"I remember vividly the school ... It was built of wood. It stood on a little sandy rise between the township and the river. There were, in my time, about thirty pupils ... At least a dozen of the pupils walked three or four miles in from their parents' farms.
"I became, over a few years, a sort of infant prodigy; a purely comparative term. The reason was not far to seek. My parents were both great readers. I grew up on a fascinating melange of books."
Sir Robert Menzies, Afternoon Light, 1967 p 9.