Elizabeth Macquarie kept a diary during the long voyage to New South Wales in 1809. She confessed that life afloat had its advantages. For once, her husband was not absent due to matters of business; ‘I have spent my time in the manner which entirely suits my
Read more →My father was born on October 4 1917.at North Motton, a small rural community in north-west Tasmania He was christened Arthur Newman Allen. The middle name of Newman was for his father. Arthur was for his maternal uncle, Arthur Singleton. However, Dad was always called Robin ….and
Read more →Most Australian women have responded to the request. ‘Ladies, bring a plate.‘ Of course there has to be something on the plate. but more of that later. Oh my word, it’s amazing how much just four words can convey The phrase is part of our social history,
Read more →Would you consider riding a kangaroo? I certainly wouldn’t, but the idea of doing so won me a great lunch many years ago. I have to say that the only prizes I have won in my life are for being very silly, and this was no exception
Read more →OK, let’s get this bit out of the way first. An alternative name for Epimedium is Horny Goat Weed. 😎 It is used in Chinese medicine to treat sexual disfunction. A third name is Bishop’s Hat. This all brings to mind the old phrase, ‘As the Bishop
Read more →There was a prelude to the 1912 robbery of the Bank of NSW in Newtown. Six months earlier the Hoskins Street site of the stationery company Penfold’s new building was broken into. The safe was already in place, and had been tampered with; Would the burglars dare
Read more →I remember the shelter sheds at the Ulverstone State School with great affection. The history of them turned out to be far more interesting than I imagined. The first mention in the TROVE newspaper archive was in 1904. It was a letter from a member of the
Read more →Many years ago I read a book called This Bed My Centre, by Melbourne born Ellen Newton (1896 -1972) In the 1960s Ellen ended up in a series of Sydney nursing homes due to chronic angina. There she remained for six unhappy years, longing to be in
Read more →Truffle oil. This is what began my love affair with a strange, outrageously expensive little ‘fruit’ of the forest. Some say the fragrance of the infused oil is simply chemical, but I don’t care. It was the first time my partner Rob and I appreciated why the
Read more →I spend some time every day picking flowers for the house. Of course I use the word flowers in the loosest sense, it could be bunches of autumn leaves or native grasses. I have always longed to have a flower preparation room, as opposed to using the
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