14th April, 1954

I am currently under house arrest by members of the Soviet Embassy, who have arrived from Moscow. They have muttered about how Vladimir has been kidnapped by Australian authorities, but I do not know whether to believe them.  What I do believe is that they will force me to go back to Russia.

3rd April, 1954

Vladimir has recently travelled to Sydney, and I am in a state of terror. I have not heard from him and that signals a gloomy circumstance in these times. I am not sure whether he is alive, and if so, where and under which conditions.

2nd February, 1954

The ASIO (Australian Security Intelligence Organisation) has not disrupted our life until recently. The objective of the organisation was to uncover disclosed information from the Australian Department of Foreign Affairs to our native country, the Soviet Union.  It is plain they have begun to pay attention to my husband- and I have recently discovered news that highlights my husband’s indiscretion and stupidity. He had recently become close to Michael Bialoguski and confided in him about the issues of our mission. Bialoguski was revealed to be a key figure in ASIO. At this point I dread going back to the Soviet Union to face the unsavoury fate that would await me.

12th November, 1952

We have been unsuccessful in our mission, and the authorities in Moscow reprimand us constantly. We feel factions in the government in Canberra are suspicious and distrustful of us- we cannot afford disbelief in our roles; I have already lost my job in the embassy.

15th December, 1951

While the travel my husband participates in ultimately benefits our task, I fear her has begun to slip into unsavoury routines- I am distressed to hear rumours of his womanising and excessive drinking. Two things are now obvious to me: that our working relationship is unequal- I am on good terms with the Soviet Ambassador and assisting the mission by making connections in the Australian Embassy. Moreover, I fear the consequences that will result if my husband does not succeed.

30th April, 1951

My husband has been upheld to the role of Third Secretary at the Embassy- he is now given the opportunity to travel between Australia’s main cities, Sydney and Melbourne which will undoubtedly aid our cause.

February 5th, 1951

We have arrived in Australia, under the assumed identity of Russian diplomats, working at the Soviet Embassy; only my husband, myself and officials in the KGB are aware of our true allegiance and identity. We are expected to infiltrate the Australian government and gather information on capitalism in the western world.  I am the assigned captain; Vladimir is the lieutenant-colonel.