A TOUR OF TASMANIA VIA ITS MAGICAL CAVES After an absence of many years, my partner Rob and I returned to Tasmania, where we both grew up. While we were staying on the North West Coast we went to see Gunns Plains caves. My first visit was
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A LEAP OF SHAME I once asked a British backpacker; ‘What strikes you as the biggest difference between London and Sydney? As it was summer I half expected him to say; ‘The amount of visible female flesh in Sydney’ . However, he surprised me with; ‘Your city
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My interest in John Mortlock was aroused when I discovered that his journey as a convict paralleled that of my own relatives, the Shadbolts. WHERE THERE’S A WILL…… John Frederick Mortlock was born in Cambridge on August 8, 1809. His father, Frederick Cheetham Mortlock, had been a
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Hello from me, Editor Des. Well do you know what? We went to the city of Goulburn on a special pilgrimage. My guardian Rob Conolly’s ancestor William Conolly used to live there when it was just a little
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GOODBYE HOBART TOWN On October 20 1914, the 12th Battalion AIF embarked from Hobart on the troopship Geelong. They were accompanied by two Australian army nurses; Sister Alice Gordon King ( left in the picture below) and Sister Janet Ella Radcliff (right). Alice was twenty eight years
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The Mystery of the S.S. Waratah On July 27 1909 the S.S. Waratah was sighted by a passing ship off the east coast of South Africa, enroute to London from Sydney. She was carrying 211 passengers and crew, many of them Australian. The ship was never
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The SS Kyarra was built in Dumbarton, Scotland, for the Australasian United Steam Navigation Company. She was launched in 1903 as a luxurious passenger liner. Following the outbreak of WWI in 1914 the ship was requisitioned for use as a hospital ship.
Read more →A WEDDING On November 3 1807, Elizabeth Henrietta Campbell married Lieutenant Colonel Lachlan Macquarie at Holsworthy in Devon. The ceremony was conducted by the Reverend Owen Lewis Meyrick. Elizabeth had been caring for the minister’s grand-daughters, while impatiently waiting for Macquarie to return from army service in
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Harrogate means a whole lot of things, but especially Bettys Bakery and Agatha Christie. My friends call me Miss Marple , so it’s no surprise that I went to Harrogate recently on a pilgrimage to the Old Swan Hotel. Agatha Christie sought refuge here during a personal
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For many years my partner Rob and I travelled around the UK staying in Bed & Breakfasts. Some were absolutely charming, with equally charming hosts. Others were….well pretty awful (read ‘Unravelling With My Aunt’ on this website and you will get the picture). But as we both
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