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REFLECTIONS AT THE END OF JULY

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It has become routine to take lunch at WIDE RIVER. I have even taken to eating the same lunch most days which is not something I have often done. I have toasted cheese, onion and avocado sandwich on white bread with a banana smoothie unless I feel the edges of a cold. In that case, I order a COLD REMEDY which is one of the most deadly juices I have ever drunk. It seems to successfully drive the potential swine flu germs back into hiding.

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Since we have been in Ulmarra, Izzy has begun to allow his hair to turn white as he said he would at the age of 60. Kati B has come to visit and do the 2nd hand shops of the Clarence.

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I also re-discovered FEZZ. We first had FEZZ when the Poppy was a baby and had a blocked nose and now I find that its available for adults as well. Some assistance with breathing is something I could do with.

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The last Thursday of each month, we take ourselves along to the MUSIC CAFE at the EMPORIUM, SOUTH GRAFTON.
That is a pleasure in itself . Annie Dodd has had the EMPORIUM for almost a decade and it reminds me of the mystery of Sydney in the early 70s and of such adventures as the ANTIQUE SUPERMARKET on South Dowling Street. Its an evolving organism is the Emporium. This month, July, Peter Greeman, in the kitchen is doing PASTAS. The eclectic array of musos is expected and Iz looks forwards to emceeing.

We have already encountered the MULLANS’ at the June night and Karl and Sharon took the drive north to do ILNAM ESTATE WINERY with Izzy on July 26.  The crowd was well pleased and joined in the mayhem of Izzy and Co and the beauty of Shaz’ Irish melodies.  Karl and Izzy put in some powerful reheasring and Izzy was fully pleased with the day.

I was able to enjoy two magical little girls who came along from BUSBY FLAT to support their parents.

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There is a new dam someplace down here near COUTTS CROSSING. It is said to be  able to provide water to COFFS and GRAFTON for many years to come. I  haven’t found it as yet but will look for it soon.

Just out of Armidale is the DUMARESQ DAM where we picknicked with the Mad O’Briens. There is some unusual info about Armidale, electricity  and hydro-electricity.

ELECTRICITY IN ARMIDALE

Oxley Wild Rivers National Park

http://www.familytreecircles.com/journal_9924.html

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Transition to a new home and community has uncertain elements – obviously. On  the weekend, we went north for the ILNAM gig. I haven’t been back since moving and have no desire to do so at this time. I don’t relocate easily. NOT EASILY TRANSPORTABLE, am I. I am easily confused by the overlapping worlds. I had promised Iz I would go with him this time for several reasons. One being that ILNAM and the Quinns have been very good to us and the other was to meet the MULLANS FAMILY. Karl has been rehearsing here in Coldstream Street but I hadn’t truly met Shaz or the Girls. It was , in fact, a pleasurable experience but after a night spent in a dodgy Tweed Heads South Motel for $75, I was in a deeply reflective mood. As deep as the light on a Fender Bass.

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I think it was occasions like Izzy’s 60th birthday at Ilnam’s with nice people, nice food, nice views which convinced me that it was time for me to leave the area because I just wasn’t content – even in the good places with the good people doing the good things.  So – now I am here on the Clarence and for this time in my life – happy.

A LONG WEEKEND

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WIDE RIVER CAFE ULMARRA http://www.gcountry.com.au/about.htm
FLOOD FREE AT LAST.

The MOB from ARMIDALE were down for the weekend. We lunched both days at WIDE RIVER CAFE just down the road in COLDSTREAM STREET. Long meandering lunches they were too – with food and talk and music.

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All the food is prepared locally and home made. From APPLE PIES to Kangaroo. Juices ,  Coffees and GOULASH from an old Russian Recipe. Sunday we encountered the music arvo in the courtyard and Izzy had his bass out with Andrew Hegedus Prop. WIDE RIVER has been a real bright spot in our Ulmarra life.

POSTCARD FROM HOME

card42-picI am  updating the site of my father’s war letters from WWII. This involves Floppy Discs and Publisher and other outdated methods of storage. Most of Dad’s documents and diaries etc  was sent to the AUSTRALIAN WAR MEMORIAL  after I had recorded substantial  sections of it on what was then cutting edge Floppies and programs. This morning I located this postcard. I now have most of the basic data on CD or Online and am faced with the arranging it in readable order. 

http://brucesanders.wordpress.com/

10 GOOD THINGS WHICH HAVE ALREADY HAPPENED IN 2009

How’s that  for a positive mental attitude?  Lets see how long  that can last into 2009. Okay then – looking for the good things. One week of sun, sand and salt suits my makeup very well. A fine treatment for depression.  Throw in a true Summer Holiday with my son and his family and all is truly and deeply well in my world.

Ten things – good things and more than 10 by far.

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Grasshoppers landed on the succulents in my garden.

 

The spiders, grasshoppers, mantis, and moth larva are all back:  the summer crowd has returned!

 
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Dragonflies also landed on the succulents and shed their wings in the pool.

 

We hope that, when the insects take over the world, they will remember with gratitude how we took them along on all our picnics.  ~Bill Vaughan

 
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A black spider built a home at the base of my front door light. The good thing is that I know its there and might be fortunate enough not to forget and put my hand on it.  In addition – its beautiful.

 

If you want to live and thrive, let the spider run alive.  ~American Quaker Saying

 
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We went en famille to  Glengarrie which is exquisite and exotic. We listened to music, swam in a very deep pool and all in all were sub-tropically  delighted.

 

Mandalay
Rudyard Kipling
By the old Moulmein Pagoda, lookin’ eastward to the sea,
There’s a Burma girl a-settin’, and I know she thinks o’ me;
For the wind is in the palm-trees, and the temple-bells they say:
“Come you back, you British soldier; come you back to Mandalay!”

 
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Mad O’Brian and Jo filmed the YESTERBEATS in rehearsal at GLENGARRIE while Nana and the girls swam in the pool and in addition the family heard Izzy perform for the first time.

 

And sure there is music even in the beauty, and the silent note which Cupid strikes, far sweeter than the sound of an instrument; for there is music wherever there is harmony, order, or proportion; and thus far we may maintain the music of the spheres.
Sir Thomas Browne

 
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WE went to the beach at Kingscliff as we did when the O’Brians lived there. We collected shells and  wore sarongs and chased seagulls and things were splendid.

 

 

A real friend is someone who takes a winter vacation on a sun-drenched beach and does not send a card.
Farmer’s Almanac

 
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A lizard stood beside the track back from the beach and remained there as we aproached. Just stood there and stared at the camera.

 

“Precisely the least, the softest, lightest, a lizard’s rustling, a breath, a flash, a moment – a little makes the way of the best happiness.” ~Friedrich Nietzsche

 
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We learned about banana growing in Bilambil and saw a hand ripening before our eyes.

 

Te audire non possum. Musa sapientum fixa est in aure – I can’t hear you. I have a banana in my ear

 
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All manner of flowers have bloomed in the gardens and around the pool.

 

With a few flowers in my garden, half a dozen pictures
and some books, I live without envy.
–   Lope de Vega

 
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AND we went to ILNAM ESTATE for lunch. Again – en famille ! Feted and Dined and very wel pleased.

 

No animal should ever jump up on the dining-room furniture unless absolutely certain that he can hold his own in the conversation. – Fran Lebowitz

 

KATE’S BIRTHDAY

Today Kate is 30 years old.  he celebrated in Kalang and Izzy and I took lunch here fresj from our garden to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KATE.

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Izzy picked the Lebanese cucumbers and chives and chillis from the garden and I practised my banana chair skills whilst reading one of the books Mad O’Brian has lent me. We had planned this  for yesterday but the invite to lunch at Panorama Drive caused us to postpone it for one day. Both days were equally delightful.

 

Tomorrow I take the coach and train South to Urunga to be picked up by the Kids and then we all gather to celebrate Christmas AND Kati B’s 30th.

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CASSANDRA POMROY IS GOING AWAY WITH NO WORD OF FAREWELL

SHE has, however , left these stunning creations on her FACEBOOK for those of you who are her FRIENDS and she does know how to make and sustain friendships. Off to Britain. Her male sibling is in Germany and her cousin Kati B weeps for losing her cousinal twin.

MEANING OF LIFE THINGS EN MASSE

 

 

THE END OF OCTOBER

SPRINGTIME 2008.

DRAT ! I like October. it always passes too swiftly for my taste and then I am into the bedlam which can be my summers. The wild winds have kept up for most of this springtime as they are today. Last weekend Izzy’s son and his new wife came to stay. The winds dropped and we set them up in the Art Gallery courtesy my DOS.(Discerning Owner). Iz had 3 gigs on the weekend which was not a bad arrangement for a first meeting with a 40 year old replicant son. Could have gone any which way, so it could – but it became a very emotionally delightful experience all round. Despite the shellback ticks and the snakes. 

IZ has acquired a family of magpies who feast on our bagels and speak with him and wake us earlier than I intend to be awoken. It comes from all his years in Illawarra suburbs. I, myself, am many years on the Northern Rivers and Mid North Coast and well accustomed to BIRDS. I am fond of birds. Very fond in fact but do not share my bagels with them.

We battled our way into my birthday. I am 20 years out of relationship and bring minimal skillbase into being in one. At one stage we had planned a night in WADEVILLE  with a party at Jiggi but matters of self esteem and mutual respect led to the plans being altered. We went to WADEVILLE a couple of days earlier and it is  great place. http://www.kyogleweb.com.au/wadeville/index.htm WADEVILLE WOOLIES they call it with brand new accommodation for only $40 a night  and LIVE MUSIC. We will be returning to show the Boss how to use his yAMAHA recording studio.

October then – hmm ! tense moments with PhD disputes and UOW. A tupperware party in Kalang. Train trips between Grafton,Urunga and Tweed Heads. Visits with kids in far off places. TOO MUCH WIND and an aching homesickness. Loyalty and steadfastness to which I am unaccustomed.

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Tomorrow we launch into November with a visit to Dunoon and some very old friends. Well not that old but very longterm and plans for Grafton next week then south and west. A housewarming on Lake Macquarie and perhaps one on St Georges basin.  November is to bring the Daughter back for early Xmas shopping. Its the Rose’s 9th birthday and a trip to Armidale is scheduled for week 3 of November. This time we might take the New England Highway and a brief look at family history . As for this last  day of October , let the ghosts haunt. Let the zombies walk. I am tired and troubled and frightened far more by the tangible than the in.

FROM MELINDA KENDALL

BELLAMBI’S LAKE

Tired out and quite weary; sick of the strife

Of this hard, bitter war, this fierce battle of life,

I wandered about through wood and through brake,

Till I found myself near Bellambi Lake.

It is true that the heart its own bitterness knows;

What stranger will care for its throbs or its throes?

Indeed, it’s a solace to some when they try

To hug their own sorrows, when no one is nigh.

I thought of my loved ones that were, and are not,

When we stood all together on this very same spot.

It was well we knew nothing of what was in store,

‘Twould have marred all the joys in those gone days of yore.

I felt quite alone, like an old withered tree,

With a leaf scarcely left that might shelter a bee;

My boughs have been gradually lopped one by one;

Thus, despoiled of my branches, I stand here alone.

Now a murmur came up from the blue looming sea,

And the weirdlike Gobburras laughed loud on the tree;

While a glamour unearthly seemed stealing around,

And broke up the silence, before so profound.

A strange feeling came o’er me; I felt something near,

And the winds were all whispering loved names in my ear;

I started, and trembled, I looked round, afraid,

As I fancied a hand on my shoulder was laid.

Pale shadowy phantoms stood round me in tears,

I knew them – the ghosts of departed dead years;

Ah! yes, we were part of your substance, they said,

But despised and neglected from you we have fled.

Now we dwell in the limitless spaces,

Far away in the ether sublime,

Where is no upward or downward,

Nor record or limit to time.

I stood up and looked round, there was nought to be seen,

It was only a part of a hideous dream;

I looked down at my dog, and saw with surprise,

There were tears in his loving, pathetic brown eyes.

This thought gave me comfort – his friendship is true;

And the true friends we find in this world are but few;

We could not exist on this earth without some,

So the love of a dog is far better than none.

I turned to the mountain, ‘neath which stood my home;

To this ghoul-haunted lake, never more will I come.

My dog understood, and walked briskly behind,

So I shook of this glamour, threw care to the wind.

(Illawarra Mercury, September 6, 1884)

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Quote of the Day:
Reason often makes mistakes, but conscience never does.
–Josh Billings

 

 

 

URUNGA IN THE NLA HISTORIC NEWSPAPERS.

My parents came to URUNGA in 1948 for their honeymoon. Met, fell in love, were engaged in 3 weeks and married in 3 months. Stayed married for 53 years when my Mum passed away. Every Christmas holidays we spent in URUNGA. Then in the 1970s, we began to move one or two at a time from SYDNEY north to URUNGA and make our homes there. That led to marriages and births and then on to all the makings of an extended family life. Careers and deaths and etc, etc, etc. This morning I decided to take a look at URUNGA in my beloved NLA HISTORIC NEWSPAPERS. There seem to be only 116 entries for URUNGA but we will see.

Unfortunately, quite a few of these mentions refer to other matters. The NLA DIGITISATION PROJECT is a beta version – warm to my anarchistic, socialist, non-capitalist soul – provided free of charge unlike many of the historical sources which require financial reimbursement for public information ( usually sugar coated in their explanations of why this is necessary but the outcome is the same as being unable to afford a dentist). What the NLA does is offer the scans of the newspapers along with a column on the left of electronic transcription which is often gobbledygook. Then, without any obligation to do so at all, you are invited to assist them in this massive project by a wee bit of editing or tagging or commenting.

When it comes to URUNGA, the first entries refer to such things as LACE, or electronically translates ORANGE into URUNGA. Nevertheless, onto the next articles.

The first article I find which actually mentions URUNGA appears to refer to a horse in the SUBURBAN HANDICAP in, I think, Melbourne.

http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article1599378

The Argus Monday 9 October 1916, page 5. Detailed lists, results, guides

Then  later in 1916, an A.S. ATKINS of URUNGA is listed as dying of illness during WWI.

http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article1590293

The Argus Friday 12 January 1917, page 8. Detailed lists, results, guides

http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article1634123

The Argus Saturday 19 January 1918, page 21.

GEMBROOK, URUNGA.-Comfortable Accommo-

dation, farm produce, nice position, near sta-

tion, fern gullies. – E. Smith.

I suspect this URUNGA in Melbourne papers is someplace in Victoria and not OUR URUNGA. The other URUNGA which is mentioned often is a ship of some description which I shall look at some other time.

 

http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article1906206

The Argus Saturday 8 March 1924, page 13. Family Notices

Percy Brown’s mother, ELLEN BROWN, died in Geelong.

 

http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article3847469

The Argus Tuesday 5 April 1927, page 17. News

SWEPT OUT TO SEA.

TWO MEN IN ROWING BOAT.

Dredge Seaman Drowned.

SYDNEY, Monday – A telegram from
Urunga, 305 miles north from Syd
ney, states that two members of the
crew of the dredge Bellinger, who were in
a rowing boat, got into difficulties at the
entrance to the Bellinger River on Satur
dav afternoon Charles Butt, a single man
and a native of England was drowned and
Duncan Dees suffered so severelv from im
mersion that he was admitted to the dis
trict hospital

The men set out from Urunga to row to
the dredge, which was moored near the
north bank of the river. The tide was
running so strongly that no headway could
be made, and the boat was swept seaward
Llfe-savers threw lines from the break
water, and Dees managed to scramble
ashore. A heavy sea, which was running on
the bar upset the boat and Butt was car

ried away and not seen again.

 

EARLY RADIO DAYS.

http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article1213438

The Canberra Times Friday 20 May 1927, page 12

RIVALS IN RADIO GOOD OR BAD ANNOUNCER

From Urunga, North Coast, came
word: “Canberra programme clearly
heard by large audiences, including all
the children.” A message from Young

stated: “Congratulations and apprecia-
tions on Canberra broadcast. A great
number of townspeople were delighted
with the transmission.”

So there you are-apparently every
listener claims the right to hear for
himself and express his own opinion
emphatically

 

http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article3977357

he Argus Monday 24 December 1928, page 6. News

STRANDED STEAMER NAMBUCCA.

SYDNEY, Sunday.-The position of the steamer
Nambucca, which ran aground on the south
spit at Urunga (Bellinger Heads) on Thursday night
is favourable, and the master (Captain Gould) is
hopeful that the vessel will be refloated at high

tide to-morrow mowing;. The vessel is in a pro

tectedl position, and has moved into deeper water
as the result of the several efforts made so far

to refloat her.

The Nambucca is a twln-screw wooden steamer
of 415 gross tonnage, and is owned by the North
Coast Steam Navigation Company

 

http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article1019963

The Canberra Times Thursday 28 November 1929, page 2.

FIRE AT URUNGA

Buildings Destroyed

URUNGA, Wednesday.

A block of buildings was totally des-
troyed by fire to-day . Four buildings
were involved, including Brldge’s store.

The bucket brigade prevented the fire
from spreading.

FOR MORE URUNGA NEWS CHECK THE NLA WEBSITE.

  • A GYPSY MOTH AEROPLANE ATTEMPTS TO TAKE OFF FROM THE GOLF COURSE. http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article2268435 IN DECEMBER 1929
  • The Courier-Mail Tuesday 17 April 1934, page 13. News 215 words

    … SOUTH EXPRESS HELD UP Goods Train Truck Derailed GRAFTON, April 16. The Brisbane to Sydney express tram Is held up to-night at Raleigh as the result of the derailment of a truck on a goods train between Urunga and Nambucca. The axle box on a truck attached to the’ Taree-South Grafton goods train…

     

    ABORIGINE’S DEATH Post Mortem Ordered SYDNEY, Wednesday.

    The Canberra Times Thursday 28 February 1935, page 2. News 79 words

    … ABORIGINE’S DEATH Post Mortem Ordered SYDNEY, Wednesday. The police have been informed that Ernest Taylor, 53, a full-blooded aborigine, rigine, after having dinner with his family at Urunga last Sunday night, suddenly collapsed and died, and that a. doctor declined to give a certificate of death….

    http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article2386306

http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article2503138

The Canberra Times Wednesday 28 December 1938, page 3

Shark Victim Feared

SYDNEY, Tuesday.

Daniel, Grahame. 19. of Deervale,
near Dorrigo, disappeared whilst

swimming in the surf at Northbank,
two miles from Urunga.

He was swimming not far from the
beach when he threw up his arms and
sank. , It is believed that he was
taken by a shark

 

  • http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article2641536 URUNGA BECOMES THE SETTING FOR EVENTS WHICH LEAD TO A CAPTAIN OF THE 9th DIVISION BEING COURTMARTIALLED. IT APPEARS THAT SAID CAPTAIN AND AN AWAS STAYED AT THE SAME HOTEL ON THE SAME NIGHT. 1942

 

  • URUNGA DONATED THE REMARKABLE SUM OF 33 POUNDS TO THE CHRISTMAS HAMPERS FOR THE SOLDIERS. THE COMFORT FUND. http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article2649258 The Canberra Times Thursday 16 September 1943, page 3.

 

  • IN THE 1940s THE URUNGA SOLDIERS ARE FEATURED IN CASUALTY LISTS. They include the Vaughan boys and Marting and Lowe.

 

http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article2635012

The Canberra Times Monday 9 July 1945, page 2. News

ARMED HOLD-UP OF

OLD MAN IN HUT

NEWCASTLE Sundav.

Armed with a pearifle and a hand-
kerchief over his face a man held up
Richard Strange, 72, in a hut in the
bush three miles from Urunga, on the

North Coast, on Saturday evening.

“This is no joke. Stick them. up.
Your money is in your pocket,” the
bandit is alleged to have said.

Strange ran into his hut and he
told the police that two shots were
fired, one entering the roof.

Detective Pollick is investigating.

Strange told the West Kempsey
police that he had £10 in his trouser’s
pocket at the time but he had not

been robbed.

He said that the intruder was about

l8 years old and of medium build.

WHO WAS THAT YOUNG MAN ?

DEATH.

http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article969388

The Argus Wednesday 5 September 1945, page 2

COLLIE.-On September 3, at Urunga,
North Coast, New South Wales, Frederick
Charles, son of the late Joseph and Jessie

Collie, beloved twin brother of William Rus-

sell.

AND TO WRAP IT UP, EVEN THOUGH THE PERSONS INVOLVED WERE ONLY COMING TO URUNGA EN ROUTE TO KEMPSEY, THIS IRRESISTIBLE WEDDING PARTY;

WEDDINGS.

http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article1115503

The Courier-Mail Tuesday 5 September 1933, page 18. News

Knauer-Whitmore.

At St Mark s Church of England
Warwick on August 19 the marriage
was solemnised by Canon Neal of Mr
V C (Jim) Knauer (second son of

Mrs K Knauer Frederickton Kemp
ey New South Wales) and Miss Edna
Lilian Whitmore (eldest daughter of
Mrs Whitmore Commercial Hotel
Warwick) Miss M Anstey presided
at the organ. The bride wwho was
given away by Mr R W Potter (Bris-
bane) wore a gown of old gold romaine
made on directoire lines and on the
shoulders a series of frills were ar
ranged to form epaulettes. Her pale
gold filmy veil was inlet with gold
lace and she carried gold and red
flowers. Her two sisters, Misses N
and I Whitmore who were the
bridesmaids wore tomato red frocks
with turbans of old gold Romaine
They carried muffs of red and gold
flowers. Mr O Free was best man
and Mr Cliffoid Walsh (Adelaide) was
the groomsman. The reception was
held at the Commercial Hotel On
leaving for Brisbane and Urunga en
route to Kempsey the bride wore a
travelling frock of navy blue with a
hat to match in fur felt.

1smokinglady002 VERY DASHING INDEED ! WINNER OF SAHARY SEAL OF APPROVAL.

AND IN TRUE URUNGA TRADITION – UP THERE WITH OYSTER CUTS IN THE FOOT AND SANDLFY BITES IS THE STORY OF THE FISHHOOK.

http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article1167453

The Courier-Mail Tuesday 6 February 1934, page 12

FISH HOOK IN EYE

Man May Lose Its Sight

GRAFTON, February 5.

A Sydney visitor to the seaside re-
sort at Urunga, Mr. J. Highbrow, may
lose the sight of one eye as the result
of an accident whilst fishing.

Mr. Highbrow’s companion was pull-
ing the line in when the end of the

line flicked upwards and the hook
entered the ball of Mr. Highbrow’s
rieht eye. The hook was so firmly em-
bedded that surgical assistance had to
be sought, a delicate operation being
performed to remove the barb. The
injured mani left for Sydney to consult
a specialist, but it is believed that he
will lose the sight of the eye.

 

OCTOBER BEGINS

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Back in BILAMBIL after 10 days down south and less than pleased to be here. Seems to me I am destined to become a NORTH COAST NSW specialist whether or not I like it. Despite the endless green desert viewed from STARWAGON and train windows or roaring through the dark night from CASINO to TWEED HEADS in a fully crowded  COUNTRYLINK coach with a DVD of GARFIELD 2 hypnotising the Desperadoes of 21st Century public transport. Some people cross the oceans and some people do fine restaurants in the Cities – and I go up and down the North Coast crossing big rivers. Encountered major heat on day 1 heading south. Unexpected heat. School holidays has begun as well. The familiar Queensland NSW overlap and cars were hither and thithering just like a true Xmas time which it wasnt. We stopped outside the Big Pineapple in Ballina. Avoided the BIG PRAWN which is now a mere shade of pink.  I asked one thing – Iz says I – please don’t stop at TALLIMOBLE. So – with aches in his limbs he stops at BEEKEEPERS rest stop at TALLIMOBLE. With the gravity pulling Eco-Loo.

Why ? Iz ? Says I? WHY ?

Nevertheless , being one to learn from any circumstance – I looked for the Good in the Situation . I am still looking for the good in the situation. They did have a very well embedded table for picnickers and resters. Very strong it was.

I have been Looking for the Good in situations for a long time. I usually find something but its a DISCIPLINE to do so for me. I once knew a man – a young man whose name I shall not at this time use- and it was not a DISCIPLINE for him to LOOK FOR THE GOOD. It seemed to come naturally to him. It was a lovely thing to be close to.

Once when we were sitting at Bondi Beach – I said of a situation – ” I think this is worth a try even though it will be difficult “.

He said – ” Oh ! What  I was thinking was ‘ THIS COULD BE GOOD ! ‘ “

For me, 20 years later – I still expect the Difficult. And in consequence, I frequently get the Difficult.  However – sometimes I get the naturally joyful and unexpectedly good. Like the GATEWAY CARAVAN VILLAGE in Grafton West. 

We headed on down to  Gateway and took up residence in Van 255. Hot enough to swim so it was and I did so.

I am living in a place where I don’t wish to be. The Getting Away breaks that up and takes me back to my HomePlaces and my own People. Time in Kalang and Armidale and family around me. I wanted this time to go south to Laurieton and the Manning and explore there. But Izzy has music which is his passion and so he was back to Bilambil way before me. He had LUFFLEY CAFE in Murbah dressed as a jazz musician and then Sunday at Carool at ILNAM WINERY.

We did spend days in Armidale with my Kinfolk. Makes my step a little lighter and my heart brightens considerably. Then I myself spent more days in Kalang with my girl and her young man. We even did a Tupperware party – a matter which I will not discuss in this time of possible global depression. Suffice to say I do not like rip-offs and am anarchistically disinclined to Tupperware Parties and the people who dwell therein.

We ate brekkie at the BLACK BEAR CAFE in BELLINGEN where Kati B is cooking. Hello Sofi, Dave and Kate. IMM is building Bello houses and making Ortho Chairs from beautiful timbers. And me in sadness is looking for a wee pied-a-terre in my own world where they are. My Mum and Dad’s flat is for rent so i see on the REALESTATE.COM.AU. At a price I can pay – but there is familial complications there which could make things between me and mine more difficult and sad than they now are and I don’t want to risk further estrangement. Sure would like a home base however. And some new routines. I have never been able or inclined to STAY PUT and do the same things over and over. I have been here – stayed here- a wee bit too long.

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One more drive down Kennedy Drive to park in the same carpark and meet the same people and I am thinking of necking myself. As Pat the Rat Gelahar of the Langton Centre would say. Izzy said this would be an adventure requiring a travel blanket and I am ready to ride camels across the desert but this becalmed state is sending me feral.

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2008 SO FAR

THIS week we go south again. Izzy has a Sunday with the Clarence River Conservatorium. We are heading to Kalang and then up to Armidale. In the meantime – here is the year in fotos so far. Well – a little.

I have chosen the PUZZLE from slide.com to see whether I can puzzle this one out. Grandchildren and Children HERE I COME !

SUNDAY AGAIN IN BILAMBIL AGAIN

Sometimes Paradise is a prison of its very own. I have therefore included another August foto. This one is Kerry at Prindable Park in Bilambil. Kerry took very good care of me through some very hard times. She and her man brought me sustenance and helped move me from under the House at Tumbulgum where the spiders were as big as baby kittens and the flood waters rose.

We argued over two milkshakes at the New Leaf in Murwillumbah and haven’t been close since . Neither of us drank the milkshake either. I have the tapestry she made me right here beside me at my window in the Cottage. We did go to Prindable Park which was named after the family a Marian. The wee lady who loved me in the 1980s. I knew her in Sydney and she lived in Neutral Bay. Years later a I followed the threads of life I  came to this place. Turned out to be her childhood home. Back when the ferry crossed the river and her father drove them sober in a cart with horses to Tumbulgum to shop and they drove him home drunk.

 kery in prindable park 

LYNNE SANDERS-BRAITHWAITE

THINGS THAT HAPPEN IN AUGUST

P8220002 Last year, in August, Izzy had a cardiac incident which put him in the BRISBANE WOMENS AND CHILDRENS HOSPITAL. Was once called the GENERAL – so the taxi cab driver told me. He told me also of living in Europe in a room with a landlady and having access to city lanes and cafes and cobblestoned life. That appeals to me.

august 2006 009 In August of 2006, I took a drive up to POINT DANGER to watch the dredge PORT FREDERICK coming in at the mouth of the TWEED RIVER. I am done with this area so I am and wish myself gone to the next good place. But for the moment , I am here so I RE-COLLECT.

Re-collect and gather my thoughts and memories as Izzy and I come to decision-making about our next moves. Izzy had a brutal SMS during the week – it left me once the wild winds had settled with one message : THIS IS A SMALL TOWN AND WE WERE HERE FIRST.

Ah now there’s a loving thought.

Not a very small town. i am used to very small towns or the heart of very large cities.

august 2006 022 My Old GentleMan was bringing me lunch on the lawn of the Gallery in August of 2006. Neither of us knowing what was behind my being given those days of Art Gallery work. He has taken very good care of me and I am very fond of him as I am of my wee daughter in law.

Now what happened in August 2005 ?

kate woth boys in park armi

We all went West and up the mountains for the 50th Birthday of Kate and Mad O’Brians father. That was cold. Armidale IS cold. Jolene said snow was predicted yesterday for her birthday. Here in Bilambil we were in singlets and jeans and only one sleeping bag for bedding. Mind you it is one fine sleeping bag purchased for Izzy’s wintermoon experience. I am staying here for 16 days to watch the Olympics and read old newspapers and then I plan the next ARMIDALE experience. it could be the $2.50 train ride or it could be a CHARADE ride. I would prefer the STAR WAGON but finances might prevent that. I am waiting for September and signs of SPRINGTIME unless one of the job applications comes in first.

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My mother JOYCE BELL SANDERS passed away in August. August 28th 2001. 74 years old. Suddenly in Coffs harbour hospital. I got clean in August . August 12th 1987.

SUE MARK WEDDING 

My sister Susan Sanders married MARK POMROY a long time ago at the end of August. At Bellingen Courthouse.

I,myself, was married in August at the Church near the Roundabout and then had a reception at BELLINGEN BOWLING  CLUB – there are some low points in one’s life. AUGUST seems the wrong word for this month to me.  Usually Dis-Gust-ing.

 

MORE FOTOS ON A FRIDAY AT HOME

FAIRY MEADOW

The fairies and elves from the meadow have gone

To some sylran spot, where no railroads are known,

Where no miners will dig through the bowels of earth

To disturb them, and drive them away from their hearth.

They are gone, I am sure; I have searched every nook,

By hillside, by wayside, by green mound, and brook,

No trace of their footsteps will be here seen again

They are all trodden out by the footsteps of men.

No more can the sound of their tripping be heard

As they dance in the moonlight around the green sward;

No; their music has ceased, and no more can be heard

To mingle its notes with the shy mocking bird.

Now, instead of the footprints of fairies, I see

The footprints of men, just returned from a spree,

With their pockets all empty, their head reeling round,

While an army of bottles lie strewn on the ground.

Now drinking and squabbling seem as much in vogue

That each neighbour thinks his next neighbour a rogue;

And while such sad doings and feelings remain,

We need never expect to see fairies again.

(Illawarra Mercury, May 8, 1884)

MELINDA KENDALL

KATHYS 3 BDAY

We once lived in Tumbulgum – in a wee fibro cottage in FAWCETT STREET – Number 12. My father was alive then and he called it TUMBLE GUM – Its a good town to live in. 7 streets all up it has. Later I moved to Tugun and people kept telling me it was a ‘lovely village’ . TUGUN is NOT a village. Its lovelier now that the motorway bypasses it but it is not a village and very large planes fly low over the top of it. TUMBULGUM is a village. It doesn’t need to erect a sign saying so.

It takes a village to raise a child

I don’t think the fairies have quite gone from Tumbulgum or Bilambil but the earth moving equipment is there alrighty.

KATE JAI ANCHORS

These 2 children were raised in villages. Urunga and Bellingen. 2 Capricorns and fine eaters. Fine cooks and eaters and shoppers actually.

If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.
J. R. R. Tolkien

KATE ABSEILS

Kati B abseils down a cliff someplace her mother doesn’t know about.

BELMORE KIDS

When I was a child I lived in 27 Paxton Ave Belmore Sydney NSW Australia. I was sent to an Opportunity Class but did not really grasp the Opportunity, Thats Irmgard Klump on my right and Irene Chee on my left. We are the 3 girls on the right of the picture as you look at it. I think it was Beverley Harrisons house or ? Just across the road it was on the Canal. The Canal beside and perhaps under the Goods Railway Line.

WILD COUNTRY TRAVELLIN’ IN MAY 2008

Been away for 10 days, Izzy said we would stay away 10 days but I didn’t expect him to do that. WE DID ! I should by now know that he does what he says he will do and usually more than that. We stayed at Kalanh with Kati B and IMM and then up the mountains to ARMIDALE with the Mad O’Brians. These are MY KIDS .