When I was a child growing up in Tasmania (1950s) there was a small green bowl sitting on the mantlepiece above our wood burning kitchen stove. It is human nature that an empty container becomes a receptacle for small objects, and our green bowl was no different.
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When you finally decide to do some major de-cluttering, it’s often not the cost of an item that makes you decide to keep it rather than cull it. This humble little wooden apple corer must be well over 100 years old. It belonged to my mother Myra,
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In a letter to the nature page of The Weekly Times in 1934, a little girl began by mentioning Splash, a most unusual pet. Dear Charles Barrett – I am writing to tell you about Splash the platypus which belongs to my uncle, Mr Robert Eadie of
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In the midst of WWII, British P.M. Winston Churchill, decided he would like to have – a live platypus! 😨 After Australia’s Prime Minister John Curtin gave his assent, naturalist David Fleay was given the task of preparing a young male and organizing its voyage to England
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20 year old Henry Serpell was the accountant at the Boxhill branch of the E.S. & A. bank. Serpell slept on the premises, and on May 17 1904 he was woken by three men; one was holding a flashlight and another was aiming a revolver at his
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There are numerous secret bars in central Sydney. The wonderful Barber Shop Bar in York Street has elements of a hidden Chicago speakeasy and a Victorian gin palace.😍 To enter, patrons walk though a working barber shop, then sneak up the stairs to the bar. Hard to
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The very name of this hidden place warms the heart of a weary Baby Boomer in town for a few days….Grandma’s Bar. 😍 It’s located in the basement at number 275 Clarence Street. There is no street signage….just look for the guitar shop next door. This place
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We are moving into a new house and I have been sorting boxes stored for a number of years, some from my late mother-in-law, Jeanie. But what is trash and what is treasure? In one box there were lots of old Christmas and birthday cards, plus countless
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I have a bit of an obsession with miniature bicycles. It began at the West Ulverstone primary school when I was in grade five and fell in love with a boy called Lee Dunston. Lee had a wonderful green trike, which was designed as a pencil sharpener.
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I have been remembering Ulverstone (Tasmania) personality Miss Andrews, and discovering a lot more about her! When we are young we have such a one-dimensional view of our elders, especially those in authority. Miss Helen Andrews was in charge of the Lady Clark Memorial Library at Ulverstone
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