Hello, Editor Des here. I have to be very brave about writing this, because I am still a bit traumatized. Well I went to Sydney with my guardian Pauline Conolly this week week. She wanted to do a bit of shopping and other stuff at the big
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BLUE MOUNTAINS TWITCHER Introducing myself…Editor Des. After a bit of training I’m now a master bird watcher in the beautiful Blue Mountains. I was originally banned from this pursuit by my guardian Pauline Conolly, because I kept chattering and scaring Mr Satin Bowerbird. For heaven’s sake,
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Hello, Editor Des here. Well I like visiting medical museums. In fact, I quite fancy myself as a doctor. Last year I performed a little operation on my neighbor Fred, after he carelessly lost a second leg. It was reasonably successful. These museums can be
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Sometimes there is an early sign of trouble when you reach your hotel room……the designers have been just that little bit too tricksy and trendy. The pics below were taken at a new hotel in Sydney’s Chatswood. And sure enough, the room turned out to be
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One day Editor Des and I were walking the famous Thames Path near London (as one does) when we stumbled upon the tiniest gnome in the universe. He was standing on a pile of golden sovereigns at Putney. I’m afraid Editor Des quickly scoffed the coins,
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The sculptor Tom Bass (1916-2010) was born in Lithgow. Richard Neville (1941-2016) spent much of his later life in the Blue Mountains village of Blackheath. Both men were associated with a work of art regarded as one
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A LIGHT-HEARTED ‘JOURNEY’ AROUND SYDNEY SUBURBS We should never forget that almost all the names given to Sydney and its environs by Europeans were preceded by those used by Australia’s first people. Here is a list of Aboriginal place names complied by the Australian Museum. Cadi was
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TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING OK, all packed for our trip across the Nullarbor on the Indian Pacific train. It’s a VERY long train. Had to catch the train to Sydney first. For heavens sake…..why couldn’t it pick us
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SCROLL TO BOTTOM FOR LATEST UPDATE! My guardian Pauline Conolly grew a special rose called Hot Chocolate. ‘Come and smell it Des’ she said. So I did, just to make her happy. I took a deep breath of the perfume and then…wham!! A *#@!*!*# bee stung me
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In 1928 the Sydney publishers Angus and Robertson received an enquiry letter and sample poem from a Mr F. C. Meyers of Katoomba, in the Blue Mountains of New South Wales. To say they were not impressed is something of an under-statement. Now you might imagine
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