Dated 6 April 1948, this photo is one of a series tagged ‘American Army Day Parade in Tokyo’ taken by ‘Eric’. This photo is labelled “Our Pals (!)”.

This is one of a series of photos tagged ‘Seen around Tokyo in April ’48’. On the back Madge has written: “I could think of something very rude here, but it is just the Nip firemen trying out their hoses in Tokio.”

Dated 18 April 1948, this is Madge’s first photo, in Onimichi. “This photo merits a whole page to itself because it was the first one I ever took. This is a typical Japanese street scene, with the green hills beyond.”

Tagged ‘Iwakuni’, this photo shows “The palatial Sergeant’s Mess decorated for its opening party, which lasted three days”.

“All through the trip, the children came out to greet us. One little girl has baby brother on her back,” writes Madge.

“Captain Clark pretending to have a staff conference over the morning tea cups,” writes Madge in 1948. She says this is the original staff of the Niji Mura School.

Mino Point is “at the extreme tip of Eta Jima” and “our favourite week end resort in the summer months of 1948”. Here Madge is “Going across to Mino Point on the launch – Alan and I.”

“We sang Old Black Joe out of their Japanese song book,” Madge writes.

“Just look at the load,” exclaims Madge.

“This old man was hammering away at the grain on the main road in Hiro.”

‘The Rice Planting Season. June 1948.’

“Bringing water to the fields by water wheel. Treading on it keeps it turning. This area in front of Brigade is tidal. The many channels fill from the river at high tide,” writes Madge.

“Single furrow plough drawn by an ox. Note depth of heavy muddy water,” writes Madge.

“Sports Day at a Japanese school, Hiro,” writes Madge. “Our children look on.”

‘Boy’s Festival’, Madge tags this photo. “Carp flying in Kure, a gay red against the blue sky.”

Madge and her colleagues go on a picnic “with Brigadier and Mrs Hopkins”, Setoda, June 1948. Madge is standing in shorts.

October 1948, Madge inspects Japanese schools. These are “Japanese schoolgirls”.

“Teachers confer at Eta Jima, with Mrs Osborne.” Dated 5 November 1948.

‘Y.W.C.A. Sukiyaki party’ this photo (November 1948) is titled. “Our cocktail honey-bucket is there to be autographed,” she writes, incomprehensibly.

“In every schoolground in Japan is a statue of the Diligent Scholar. In spite of his heavy load, he continues to learn,” writes Madge.

“I enjoyed a good night at the Engineer’s Sergeant’s Mess,” writes Madge, laughing to the left.

“The gold fish man appears for the opening of the selling season. He wears these special clothes, sang his own special song, and had many gold fish to sell in those wooden tubs,” writes Madge. It is spring 1949.

“The Japanese call this Gimbura – a stroll down the Ginza. As well as the fascinating shops, there are hundreds of tiny stalls lining the street,” writes Madge.

“July 13, 1949, H.M.S. Jamaica gave a party on board for B.C.O.F. and American children,” writes Madge.

In August 1949, Madge went to stay at the American leave hostel at Yumei (Unzen National Park area, near Nagasaki). “A pleasant little library at the Unzen Yumei Hotel. We didn’t have enough time to browse among the new American books,” writes Madge.

“I played on this 9-hole golf course. It is very beautiful, being surrounded by hills, but easy after Kawana. My caddie infuriated me by always lifting my ball to what he thought was a better lie, even on fairways,” writes Madge.

“Oura Catholic Church, built 1873, the oldest Christian church in Japan, and a ‘national treasure’,” writes Madge while in Nagasaki.

“From the garden (of what she was told was Madame Butterfly’s house), overlooking the Inner Harbour with Mitsubishi shipbuilding yards, or what is left of them, in the background,” writes Madge while in Nagasaki.

“Urakami Catholic cathedral was destroyed by the atom bomb, only these portions of the entrance porch standing. A wooden Japanese school is built here now,” writes Madge.

“A pole and inscription mark the centre of bomb impact,” writes Madge.

Back in Kure and Niji Mura (Rainbow Village), Madge and her friends have a picnic “with Vehicle Park boys”. “We persuaded the Japanese children to race for minties. There was a special race for girls with babies tied on their backs,” she writes.

In October 1949, Madge goes to Nara. “Another entry for the Me in Japan series. I feed the tame deer at the Nara Park.”

At Haneda Airport.

After her holiday in Hong Kong and Singapore, Madge is back in Japan. “Monday morning,” she writes. “The holiday-makers of yesterday have gone back to work, but still the sea is blue, and the little white boats rock idly in the sun.”

“Looking down on our own bathing beach.”

Madge goes to the Fuji-View Hotel on Lake Kawaguchi, but the weather prevents her from seeing the famous mountain. Instead, she relishes an accident. “I like the ghostly effect of this double exposure.”

“Following the sound of amplified music, Liz and I came to the place where the village school was putting on a dancing display, probably in honour of the peace treaty.”

“New Year means traditional decoration of pine and bamboo and rice straw, best kimono and elaborate hair do, holiday and gossip.”

“In late autumn and early winter, the long ‘fences’ of rice straw are drying in the fields. My first memory of Japan was looking down on these yellow strips.”

“Liz and I scampered along here at 8.05 every morning to catch the bus to work.”

“The misty sunshine made this look like snow,” writes Madge, having experimented with different photographic styles in Hong Kong and Singapore.

“Dirty and smelly, but picturesque scenes along the canal.”

The previous picture contrasts with a moat Madge traversed in central Tokyo. “Winter reflections along the moat.”

“In October (1951?), Tony, Liz and I went up to Nikko Kanko Hotel on the shore of Lake Chusenzi for a long week-end. It was perfect autumn weather, and the leaves were in full perfection of colour.”

Autumn festival at Nikko Shrine. Japanese come in their thousands and foreigners in their hundreds, making good photography difficult.”

Autumn festival at Nikko Shrine. Japanese come in their thousands and foreigners in their hundreds, making good photography difficult.

Japanese police have an easy job keeping the crowd in order. They are curious, but orderly.”

We arrived in Sydney on a cold, wet day, February 25th (1951).