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NOW THAT ITS DARK

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Now that its dark, I’m wondering where the Ibis are. They are here in flocks at the moment. The white stay together and the black stay together. The grey crane sits in the middle but I don’t know where they go when its dark.

 

I shall do a quick look at JUNE over the last 5 years. My father died in 2005. In June. I was living then in the Cottage at Bilambil. The whiskey grass was growing beside my driveway and I could see all the world from my hill – so it seemed to me. It was a fine place for grieving and a fine place for living.

It was here that I did the ONLINE RETREAT and studied the HERMITARY and played with my little granddaughters.

Here, I re-encountered  dignity and elegance and a simplified living which suits me very well.

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A year on, in June 2006, I was still there and still living alone and it still suited  me well.  To the East, I could see the Ocean, the Coral Sea, as it is called there. To the North I could almost glimpse Queensland. On occasion, a double rainbow formed and landed not too far from my own cottage.

I had palm trees and ponies on a hill and my home was in line with what one young lad told me:

“Lynne, you always live in postcards”.

I was also under the wing of my Old Gentleman, whom I loved.

 

 

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June 2007, however, I was briefly in a non-postcard home in RED HILL, Brisbane. I had met Izzy and dared to enter a relationship. That led me to Brisbane. I liked that, having never explored Brisbane nor even been there except once as a child and a couple of times on a pass through for other matters.

I DID not like living in a brick flat at the bottom of a steep V. Look at the turning circles for the car to get under shelter.

I didn’t stay there very long. It was a hectic period and very disturbing. We bought IKEA furniture which was even more disturbing. Damn near as bad a my TUGUN venture in 2004.

One sane thing I did in 2007 was to keep the Bilambil Cottage for weekends and ultimately to come home to.

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2008 and June saw Izzy’s contract with AUSTLIT  at UQ wind up. We did farewell pizza at the ST LUCIA campus and took off to Bilambil. By then, Music was bringing in more money than Academia.

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SURFERS PARADISE

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After a busy year in Bilambil, June 2009 saw me back in Bellingen ( visiting) and living in ULMARRA.
2009 was the Year of the Floods. I had just settled into Ulmarra and emerged from the week homebound on Coldstream Street in the middle of an inland sea, taken a trip down to Bello to visit with the Daughter who was house and horse sitting at Brierfield when the next flood came along. We made it into town, fetched some provisions and then out to Brierfield where we settled in for more isolation.

My girl and me – it wasn’t bad at all.

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SOUTH GRAFTON EMPORIUM 2009

UNDER THE HOUSE IN ULMARRA 2009

AND NOW – I am here. How lucky I am !

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RALEIGH JUNE 2010

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0061SHELLS MITCHELL TWEED Now, let me rest here awhile. My restless nature tends to move me along but I would like to stay awhile.

Its dark now and I am home alone. I have things to study and things to do. I am not even letting the black witch’s cat in tonight. Sometimes my head reverberates from other people and creatures and I just want to sit here.

Tomorrow, I shall go out amongst it again. Visit the people I love. Consider a coach trip up the Mountain. Listen to the Musos rehearse. Plan the weekend and some meetings.

But not tonight.

Tonight I shall add to THE GEM COLLECTION and THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY. and maybe SIXTY EYES 2010.

 

LAST WEEKEND IN JUNE 09

REFLECTIONS ON THE LAST MONTH. THE FIRST MONTH HERE ON THE CLARENCE.  IN FACT – LETS MAKE IT REFLECTINS IN GENERAL.

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I drove this driveway for four years. Its the drive from Bilambil Cottage up to the Main House of Linden Lea. When the rains turned it slippery and sloppy, the DOS had this load of rocks put in so that our vehicles would not slip and slide. He is a true Gentleman is Mr Douglas Bulpitt.

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AT the back of Ulmarra, we have a SHED. Its a fine shed and VERY old. We have now discovered that the house was built in 1908 by W.B. HAFFENDEN. Out past the shed is the wetland area which fills with birds and where I watched the brolgas dance.

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The attic appears in early photographs of the house. I didn’t expect that. I thought it were a recent addition but that doesn’t appear to be the case. Its from the attic that I look above the sheds to the wetlands and this first month in residence, they have been wet in the extreme.

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In SOUTH GRAFTON is the EMPORIUM. It was once the CITY STORES. I am finding some tales from South Grafton in earlier times.

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I eat at the EMPORIUM and go to the MUSIC CAFE. This weekend, The Emporium hosted harp and vocal workshops. They do a fine curry as well as being open long hours 6 days a week.

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I thought, after my early investigative visits to Grafton, that our usual Cafe Way of Life might be extremely limited on the Clarence but that was a needless worry. I have far more variety and far more pleasant venues here than I did on the Tweed and certainly on the Gold Coast. I am simply not your GC Woman.

Give me the EMPORIUM any day !

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Or our WIDE RIVER CAFE just down the road in COLDSTREAM STREET. Lizzy and Mum make the pies. Andrew turns out a wicked COLD REMEDY juice and Sundays there will be music in the courtyard (as soon as the water dries up and the pavers can be laid). Next door Robin and the girls have their artwork and miscellaneous etceteras including beautiful ceramics.

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One effect of so much wet is that I have become very familiar with the view from the back windows. Coldstream Street features some fine old fences. The Recreation ground is just beyond the one in the picture. Its been too inundated here to find out what happens at the Recreation ground in SMALL PARK. The park is not SMALL. Small was one of the first settlers on the Clarence and his name is on the Park.

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The fence on the left is part of the COLDSTREAM STREET fencing network. I feel that I ought to know the name of this type of fencing. My father who was a carpenter of integrity would most certainly have explained it to me in years gone by. All I know is that I like the old wood and the shadows cast. This fence leads to home for me.

THE DAY BEFORE MOVING

THINGS I MIGHT POSSIBLY MISS AND THINGS I MOST PROBABLY WILL NOT MISS.
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I will miss Scrubby Pete and Mark Quinn and days at ILNAM ESTATE WINERY.

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I could well miss my driveway. It, however, has been sprayed with roundup and covered with rocks to avoid bogging so I shan’t miss it as I once might have.

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I shall miss my Gentleman – the discerning owner who has been a true friend to me.

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I am unlikely to miss the Murwillumbah Community Centre which is grubby and neglected.

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I might miss the NSW/QLD border games and the crazed months of daylight saving.

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I do not think I will miss Friday Nights at Luffley Cafe. I do not know why I won’t but I don’t think I will.

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I won’t miss bagel making because we will actually have a kitchen and perhaps a stove and therefore be baking more. The Kidz gave Iz finances for a kitchen appliance so we will be a –cooking.

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I am NOT going to miss the BILAMBIL BLUES CLUB at all.

MOVING HOUSE

 

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Re-locating in all its dimensions remains an interesting process. The house is now chosen. The details are to be attended  to.

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Heading South in search of Home, we stopped in at NEW ITALY for lunch and coffee. There was a residence there for $160 a week and that appealed. Izzy could have sat with hat at feet and guitar in hand to supplement our income.

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We stayed with the original plan and proceeded down the Pacific Highway. NSW No 1 Road. Through the Cane to the Clarence.

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After some scruffling and confusion we chose the house.

POST PARTY WEEK

Had an email today from the CLARENCE and that’s an extract down below.  We are planning to head down next week for the First of the MUSIC CAFES. 

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Hi everyone,

Due to popular demand the SOUTH GRAFTON MUSIC CAFE is
back.

Look out for the last Thursday of each month starting 6.30pm.

Local muscians, dancers, singers and poets, in fact anyone that’s entertaining, is invited to perform at our relaxed and friendly South Grafton Emporium.

An entry fee of $3.00 (children under 18 free) includes a lucky door prize donated by the
Emporium.

Not for profit organisations and groups are invited to raise money, help on the door and run a raffle or 2. The door takings will be donated to the charity or group of the night.

There’ll be the usual fantastic food from Peter’s Emporium Cafe plus the Music Cafe Night’s Special such as a curry night at no more than $10.00. B.Y.O.  bring your own glasses (a surcharge if Emporium glasses are used)

Come and enjoy this great evening, bring a crowd, book your special table if you want on 6643 3524 (Emporium Cafe) or 6643 3525 (South Grafton Emporium).

This night will be fabulous with a great audience and our talented local performers.

See you on Thursday 30th April at 6pm at the South Grafton Emporium, 31 Skinner Street.

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http://www.emporium31.com.au/cafe.htm

MONDAY IN BILAMBIL.

Izzy is off to his Unwork with the Salvos where, today, they deal with THE HIDDEN JOB MARKET. He seems quiet cheerful about it. 

The bottom paddock is being slashed  and I am going into a meeting in Coolangatta a little later. Qld time that is.  The border is just over the far ridge of the Valley. 

16 rescues off Gold Coast Beaches yesterday, so they tell me on COASTFM. The local ABC. Our plans continue towards the Clarence with all the attendant excitements and doubts. One thing I shall miss is COASTFM. I also suspect that mobile internet will be an issue. GPRS only I would think and perhaps not in the original abode which is being offered to us. The Residence looks – quite beautiful. In 100 acres. From there we can look about and get a better feel for what we’re planning. 

I have been promised one lifelong communist and that makes the area look even more appealing. I don’t like a country where one cannot vote Communist or Socialist. I don’t even know that I want to vote for them but I do want to be able to do so. When the Greens are the furthest Left we get – I don’t feel so good. 

I grew up a Carpenter’s daughter in Belmore. Granddaughter and Great Granddaughter of  tramways men. Descended from servants and farm labourers, convicts and assisted emigrants. Then I arrived at adulthood amidst Vietnam War and all that came into being in the late 60s and early 70s – The last few decades haven’t fitted me very well at all. 

As for today, the weather is back to normal. Cool and fresh and sweet. The Coucal is up near the Cottage, due to the slasher having disrupted his ground nesting home. I have another month or two of my NORTHERN BELLES Calendar Online to finish off and then I am going to town.

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P.S. In Skinner Street, South Grafton is a cafe with a Bedouin Tent. 

 

 

HAMISH AND CO

A few wet and wild days here as aresult of the slow moving Hamish. He sounds like my enlarged heart which apparently slogs around within my chest. She isn’t fast either but does wreak havoc at times. The beaches are closed on the SUNSHINE and the GOLD Coasts.  I have not left the Hill to go and look but the TV shows storm eaten beaches and walls and homes perilously edge hanging. It hasn’t been unpleasant being at home. Now we wait to see what Hamish and Co are intending to do next. 

They say people are now out surfing and that the weather is ‘improving’ as night comes approaching. They are expecting to stop calling him Cyclone tomorrow but Hamish has fooled them for quite a few days now. We will see.  The surf comp down at Coolangatta has proved exciting. I know little about surfing. I do know that a Cyclone will not have stopped them. I used to attend a meeting in RAINBOW BAY SURF CLUB and the views stretched from the Bay all the way to Surfers’ Paradise.  The lads would sit there paying attention to the business of the meeting but if the surf came good, their heads would come up , noses sniff the air, eyes open wider and they would slowly rise from their seats as if being called by an ancient Siren. Down the stairs and GONE !

I, myself, have only experienced that with FISHING. I do know that particular siren call.  

 

SATURDAY IN BILAMBIL pt 2.

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There’s a cane toad in the Van and a Snake in the palm tree. Robbie told me last night that he saw more snakes last year in Hungary than he sees down here where we are renowned for them. He saw a snake take a wee fish in one of the Big Lakes. The biggest freshwater lake in Europe? I am an Untravelled person so I can’t be sure of its location but Robbie described it well. He is an artist, Robert is . Robert Todonai and he lives ina sandstone castle out near UKI.  This is his art site. THE ART OF ROBERT TODONAI. He also told there are death adders up here. I hadn’t knnown that. I am not fond of death adders. Now that I look at the name -perhaps the poor things are maligned. He also told me that once on S.A a brown snake came UP their toilet. I don’t fancy that either. 

Don told me that Bilambil Valley has more varieties of snakes than any other place in Australia. Hmm!  http://todonaiart.com/

I now find that he has been given the honour of being named THE EARL OF LOCK. Robert suggested that if we leave the door of the Van open, the Cane Toad will exit of its own free will. We didn’t know it was there until Izzy had unpacked most of the gear for the gig. He adds it to the hazards of performing in the sub-tropics. Never, says he, has he been rained out of so many gigs as he has up here in the North of NSW. Drought ? What drought?

Luckily, just over the border, the forward thinking Queensland Government planted many drought resistant gardens. They’re doing well in  the relentless, daily rain as is the desalination plant off Tugun and the LETS DRINK EACH OTHER’S WEE project in Toowoomba. 

Here on the Hill, I shall lock the doors and windows and not allow myself out until I am able to guarantee my own behaviour. Could be a good long wait. 

feb-bilambil-017 On a note of cheer, I have discovered the PLUOT. A cross between an apricot and a plum and the summer fruits which were not splendid at Xmastime are rather good now. CoastFM, Pluots and the Internet are a combination I can enjoy. 

AUSSIE DAY EVE AT ILNAM

CHECK IZZY FOREAL’S SITE

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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

 

2009 – DAY 2.

Quote of the Day:
Men achieve a certain greatness unawares, when working to another aim.
–Ralph Waldo Emerson

2008 – THE YEAR THAT WOZ.

I shall take a look at 10 things I did in 2008 and consider them. Then I shall take a look at 10 things I would like to do in 2009 and see what happens. Using Fotos as per usual.

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I did a bit of sarong wearing and eating from our own vegie garden. Shared a lot of meals with Izzy.

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I took a look at the deserted Terranora Resort and faced back to the South to Mt Warning. That’s it dimly in the background and our property Linden Lea on the nearer ridge. There was a song on Coast FM in 2008 and the line I liked was ” you promised you’d be here whenever it snows”. A tropical poem it were.

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I ate a lot of bagels. Most of them were from the BagelHouse . Some were from the Black Bear Cafe in Bellingen at the surprising cost of $7.50 for 2 takeaway and the best were the ones Izzy baked in The Cottage.

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I visited Bellingen 4-5 times because Kati B and IMM have moved there. It is the birthplace of my children. We ate brekkie at the Old Butter Factory amongst other cafe experiences and Kati B is working in what was once the Boiling Billy – scene of her year 10 work experience.  The Boiling Billy is now named THE BLACK BEAR.

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I drove almost daily up and out of this driveway. It is the Cottage Drive.  It leads to the main pine tree lined driveway and down the sealed road with speed humps.

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I went to one Convention only this year but I did wear the purple hemp shirt and baggy khaki pants a lot. I had some kindly comments from womenfolk about my hair as well.

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I lived for a time in AUCHENFLOWER, an inner suburb of Brisbane. At Beryl Mortimer’s, we lived.

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I went to OYSTER POINT and other villages on Moreton Bay. Sometimes we travelled in the Star Wagon and sometimes we travelled in the Charade. One of my 2 encounters with the Police in 2008 was on Moreton Bay and the other was down here in Tweed Heads West when I flashed the high beam to warn oncoming traffic of police presence. Bummer ! Both were in the Charade. Hmm!

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I spent a lot of time on Kate’s verandah and a lot of time with my children and grandchildren. Those times are happy times.

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And I did a lot of cemeteries and reading of historic newspapers and documents and hunting through the 19th century in Australia with my Companion and Helpmeet. Did a lot of music gigs too and that woz 2008. I am becoming an expert on the Northern Rivers of NSW.

2009 BEGINS

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Went to the Masquerade in Coolangatta for New Year’s Eve. I wasn’t in Party Mode which was a bummer and nor  was I successfully reflective as I struggle through this STALLED stage of my life.

The Day Sitter on the Train going south was an odd experience.  Three people sitting in a row. I was fortunate in encountering 2 young sisters from Kempsey who were vibrant and interesting albeit shocked by their first trip on NSW COUNTRYLINK. KATES 30 TH BIRTHDAY 08 022

The first class carriage heading south had run out of water. Therefore there were no Toilet or drinking facilities in First Class. Interesting. The Kempsey Girls thought it were like being in the Harry Potter movie on the way back to Hogwarts.

 

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The towns which I had hitherto DISSED were:
WOLLONGONG
NEWCASTLE
TAREE
KEMPSEY
GRAFTON
CASINO

n.b: I am talking NSW Coastal and primarily North Coast ( I am putting Wollongong in because of Izzy’s long residency). These are the towns about which I had a closed mind. Now I look at them anew.

I, myself, find various techniques to survive the extensive exploration of the North Coast of NSW intact. I tried to give the Kempsey girls a vision of Hope with Kempsey as one of the new ‘cool’ towns. They didn’t seem convinced but I think there is a good chance of these inland and formerly disdained towns becoming precisely that as I have mentioned on earlier occasions. It was in Taree, that I first encountered the Caramellised banana.

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Today is the first day 0f 2009. We are home in tropical heat on the Hill and I am taking time with internet access to CATCH UP. The trip south was a happy one.

The Countrylink train took 3 stops to reach Carriage A and allow me to alight. By then the Poppy and the Rose were losing faith. The 3 stops are a result of the platform being very short at URUNGA. They once pulled the whole station down on another of their INSPIRATIONS. They removed the StationMaster together with all assistance and luggage booking. This time, I waited for the 3rd stop and spotted the Bladerunner Black Wolf bag on the FAR end of the Very Short Platform. I had been able to book it through on the coach at Tweed and I had 4 family members to help me dash to the end of said platform and retrieve it.

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It was a combined Xmas and 30th Birthday for Kati B. Left Iz at home to do his double gigs at ILNAM ESTATE WINERY and BYRON RAILS.

This trip had all the correct elements.

I saw a similar trip on TV way back . Some generic American Family Show (not the Brady Bunch but something similar) and we managed to DO IT. People coming down the mountains. People pulling in on 3 stop trains.  Tension and anxiety. Uncertainty about gifts. Grandmothers and Aunts. Brothers and Sisters. We did it !

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)
The Railway Train

I like to see it lap the miles,

And lick the valleys up,

And stop to feed itself at tanks

And then, prodigious, step

   Around a pile of mountains

And, supercilious, peer

In shanties, by the sides of roads

And then a quarry pare

To fit its sides, and crawl between,

Complaining all the while

In horrid, hooting stanza;

Then chase itself down hill

And neigh like Boanerges;

Then, punctual as a star,

Stop–docile and omnipotent–

At its own stable door.

 

 

Quote of the Day:
No mind is thoroughly well-organized that is deficient in a sense of humor.
–Samuel Taylor Coleridge

BACK FROM KATI B’s 30 BIRTHDAY

Following a Christmas which was surprisingly pleasant – I took off South to Kati B for her 30th and for Xmas with The Kids. I live on the ‘glorious’ Gold Coast/Tweed. Gateway to the Tourist Destination of Australia. Foto to the right is said Gateway. The Portal. A few years back, the astounding decision to close the railway line from Murwillumbah to Casino was taken and now we all hop onto assorted petrol consuming coaches and hurtle through the countryside, in an out of wee villages and along narrow roads to meet at Casino Railway Station and take the XPT to destinations South.  I have a curious addiction to Public Transport. I have even been known to willingly purchase and consume the Railway Hot Meal option.  The last one I had was labelled – BEST USE BEFORE 2011. Now, there’s a comfort.

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WAITING FOR THE  COUNTRYLINK COACH AT TWEED CENTRO. SALUBRIOUS INDEED.

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Once on board the Coach, the economic sanity of the coach use is evident. Wedged in,we were. They didn’t even show us a video this time. In fact they didn’t do any of the usual friendly greetings. Ah well ! Casino saw me on the train and in the Day Sitter. First Class on my pensioner voucher. The Gentleman at Murwillumbah Railway Station has specially booked me into the DaySitter. He is truly a GentleMan, the Countrylink Man at Murbah. I like to get my tickets there. The entire station sits there immaculate and unused except for his small booking office. Be that as it may, he takes time to make sure the seating suits me and is without fail courteous . I do not however think I will take the Day Sitter again. 

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Quote of the Day:
Houses should be more like ovens. Self-insulating and self-cleaning!
–rdude
(while cleaning room)

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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SPIRITUALLY HYPERVENTILATING

 

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THE YEAR OF 2008 heads into the Christmas Furlong and an unfamiliar panic rises within the Soul. The Loo blocked up and re-fed unpleasant substances up through the drain holes in the bathroom. It has happened before but was no more pleasant than previously. We stuck the hose up the pipes and flushed Caustic Soda down the Pipes and after a bit the Clog of Unpleasant Substances broke free and sailed merrily down to the Septic Tank and all smells disinfected in the Bathroom. The Nerves are however RAGGED. Partially because the STAR WAGON is also clogged up. Down In Murwillmbah at Mr Whittle’s. It does not look like a hose of strong flowing water is going to have the same effect on the STAR WAGON. A Sense of Impending Doom is upon me and this time it is upon Izzy too which is rather disturbing. He has gone off to YESTERBEATS Rehearsal to regain his wits and I am not even attempting to regain mine. They are lost and far gone. Next we have the Partial Dos coming without prior notice to show “Prospects” over pre-sale of Property. No more naked swimming in the pool for me, I guess.  I did obtain the $1000 Centrelink Gift which I did not expect to get. I paid the $82 fine for Dipping headlights at Oncoming Vehicles. Now the brief period of Wealth  looks like dissolving into Automobile repairs and Relocation of HomeBase. Unemployment endures and is not restricted to just this PhD Candidate. Now an acquaintance Doctor is about to train as casual bus driver. I shall look for Meaningful Quotes and Associated Images to stay Calm and Serene. Breathe deeply 3 times and put a smile in your mind – they told me years ago in Sydney when affairs were messier by FAR.

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THE SPIRITUAL BROWN PAPER BAG.

QUOTES AND IMAGES TO EASE THE HYPERVENTILATION.

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“Laugh at yourself and at life. Not in the spirit of derision or whining self-pity, but as a remedy, a miracle drug, that will ease your pain, cure your depression, and help you to put in perspective that seemingly terrible defeat and worry with laughter at your predicaments, thus freeing your mind to think clearly toward the solution that is certain to come. Never take yourself too seriously.”

Og Mandino

CLAY DJUBAL and PETER KNOX

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One enormous project that has been underway at UQ and several other Halls of Academia is one by the name of AUSTLIT. The site tells us this:

AustLit is a non-profit collaboration between twelve Australian Universities and the National Library of Australia providing authoritative information on hundreds of thousands of creative and critical Australian literature works relating to more than 100,000 Australian authors and literary organisations. Its coverage spans 1780 to the present day.

I am not actually writing about AUSTLIT. I am writing about 2 of the researchers involved in the Project.  Peter Knox and Dr Clay Djubal.

I am not actually writing about them either. Not in any Intellectual manner. I am inclined to honour them instead for their baking abilities.  Dr Djubal arrived at The Cottage on The Hill one fine day all the way from Brisbane and supposedly for a hard day’s work with Peter.  He was, in fact, bringing SCONES. With cream and jam. The lads did appear to deal with some degree of business activity but the highlight was MORNING TEA. Peter is a BAGEL baker but failed to produce any on this occasion. BRAINY, BEAUTIFUL and gifted BAKERS. 

LAND OF THE RINGS

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THE CREATION OF THE ROSE’S 9TH BIRTHDAY CAKE.

Meanwhile – Back in BILAMBIL and the rain is also here as it was elsewhere. More like the SCOTTISH mists I have been reading of than sub-tropical Australia.

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And in a previously Meanwhile, Back to the ROUND TRIP. One of the places we ventured into as we took more than a week to cover several hundred kilometres was KARUAH.

I wanted to do that. It is another BY-PASSED town. I am interested in the effects of Highway By Passes which leave us now driving through the GREEN DESERTS.  The day was hot – reminiscent of summer holidays and Karuah Pauses en route from Sydney to Urunga. The difference was in the absolute quietness of the newly by-passed. Eerie. With it came a slight fear that we would not find food of our variety and this did seem likely. I had seen the Pool – netted in the Saltwater. That was intact and looking good. But the main street was hot and High Noon in character.

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Then we came to the Cafe shown above left and it was EXCELLENT. Bravo indeed! Courteous. Great Food. Friendly people. The Chef who was not only beautiful but also generous of spirit , sent me through to the household’s own private Loo and sent the lads in the living area skedaddling to give me privacy. How Good is that !

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TAREE is also another By-Passed town. I went there with my Father not long before he became too ill to travel. In fact he was too ill to travel the day we went there. We had been to the Entrance to a Reunion of the 2/3 Pioneer Battalion and as we returned to Urunga in mid Summer heat he fell ill and we pulled into Taree. That’s when I found another of my derided North Coast towns has discovered a Grace and Tastefulness and Character of its own.  In fact it was in an Hotel in Taree with my father that I was introduced to caramellised banana. Had not expected Taree to know of something I didn’t. ( That’s because I am deluded and arrogant).

This time we stayed in the ALL SEASONS MOTEL just south of town. We tried another Motel Just before leaving town and considered it “ a bit dodgy”. The ALL SEASONS however was again a WINNER. Family operated and despite the near swimming disaster caused by the need to chemicalise the pool following some partiers – I liked the ALL SEASONS. A Lot.

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15 July 1848 MAITLAND MERCURY

MADAME SAHARY

BRAVO CAPITAINE !

THE ALL SEASONS MOTEL AND THE PIZZA CAFE IN KARUAH – PROUD WINNERS OF THE MADAME SAHARY SEAL OF APPROVAL. BRAVO MES CHERS !

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READ OF THE 1855 TRIP UP THE KARUAH RIVER TO PUMPKIN POINT.

http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article700097

The Maitland Mercury… Saturday 14 April 1855

Captain Campbell, of the ship Wharfield, has performed a feat which was considered impracticable for many years, in taking his vessel, deeply laden, and drawing 9 feet 6 inches of water, up the Karuah River to Pumpkin Point.

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http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article811144

The Maitland Mercury… Saturday 7 August 1880

BANK HOLIDAY.-Monday, August 2nd.
There was a party organized by some gentlemen of Maitland and Newcastle to spend this day kangarooing and fishing, on the Karuah, near to Stroud. A party of gentlemen arrived by the Goolwa, and met a few sportsmen from this district. As far as kangaroos were concerned, we believe that few were seen. We have neither seen, or heard from the fish.

Stroud, August 4.

PACKING DAY

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URALLA IN SEPTEMBER 2008

TODAY I pack. I have the BLACK WOLF travelling bag. Known to me as the PERFECT BAG. Kati B thought I would not actually be satisfied by a bag . I am however satisfied by the BLADERUNNER BLACK WOLF from Murwillumbah. I am not a natural traveller and PACKING is a complexity to me. So I get the BLACK WOLF down from the wardrobe top of the small cottage.

Izzy is packing the black bag on wheels which Kate passed on having inherited it from the Uncle. That bag might actually have travelled further than we have. He is also negotiating YESTERBEATS rehearsal with MIKE FISHER by phone. On MY phone. That was my birthday present. 3 black handsets with base stations. As good as the BLACK WOLF are the phones. I had a Uniden White Fone before that. Might even have been OFF WHITE – I bought it for Pauleen on Urliup Road years back. She didn’t want it and it remained with me. I disliked it very much.  Things are now different.

The summer heat is here today which it hasn’t been. The rent is due to be paid and I actually have it intact. Didn’t even know it were pay week which isn’t something which has often happened to me.

As for the WILD COUNTRY TRAVELLIN -  here’s a foto parade of images which come to mind for this NSW traveller. Haven’t been to Victoria since 1990 and that was a weekend in Lakes Entrance by coach to stay with the YOUNG LOVER. Haven’t crossed an Ocean nor even a sea. I have been to and lived in The ACT and in FNQ in the 1970s. I do however get a lot out of even a trip to GRAFTON. And ARMIDALE and SUNSHINE and KALANG and PORT MACQUARIE. I also feel thoroughly challenged. TO PACK ! Back to the foto images  of WILD TRAVELLIN !

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

 

 

 

LYNNE in the 19th CENTURY

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With 3 19th Century Blogs underway, I thought I would look for any mention of LYNNE. I am loosely including variants thereupon such as – obviously- LYNN. Mebbe a Lyn but probably not and – well- mebbe just LYNNE AND LYNN.

nellibell49’s 19th century blogs

While you are at it, try this site for excellent clip art : http://etc.usf.edu/clipart/sitemap/sitemap.htm

FLORIDA’S EDUCATIONAL TECHNOLOGY CLEARINGHOUSE it is. Graphics used here are from said site.

now for articles including LYNNE or LYNN from the NLA newspapers.

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Cite: http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article2557588

The Sydney Gazette and… Thursday 15 September 1842, page 3

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POLICE OFFICE,-THIS DAY.

LYNN V. WADE AND JACKSON.

Mary Low, of Arthur-street, charged James Wade, and Joseph Jackson  with committing a common assault upon her ; complaint dismissed, complainant not appearing.

( Who is Lynn ? )

http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article2239080

The Courier (Hobart,… Friday 11 February 1853, page 3 : seems female complainants failed to appear on more than one occasion. Appearing might not have been a very safe  path to take.

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http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article1263003

The Brisbane Courier Thursday 22 February 1866, page 1.

List of PERSONS NOMINATED for ASSISTED PAS-
SAGES to this Colony, who have been emharked in the CHARLIE PALMER, which vessel
sailed from Plymouth for Brisbane on the 2nd
December, 1865 :

Luby, Elizabeth … 22
Lowndes, Melinda 20
Lynn, Mary ,,. 23
Meehan, Mary … 23
Murray, Esther ,,, 23
Murphy, Cicely … 21

Molloy, Margaret,. l8
Mahoney, Anne ,,, 19
Mulcahy, Mary ‘.. 23
M’Gurk, Elirabeth 20
Malone, Bridget… 25
M’Nab, Margaret

Lynne just wasn’t big in the 1800s so far as I can see.

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I shall try once more. There is the novel EAST LYNNE. The same author also wrote ANNE HEREFORD which was serialised in the Brisbane Courier in 1867.

Mind you, one correspondent to the Editor bemoaned the fact that the Brisbane School of Arts had such a trashy book on its shelves and had healthy suggestions for preventing the School of Arts from going under financially.

http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article1327117

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/

East_Lynne

WIKIPEDIA calls it a sensation novel written by Mrs Henry Wood in 1861.

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AND AS A SURNAME from ancestry.com:
http://www.ancestry.com/facts/Lynn-name-meaning.ashx

Lynn

  1. Irish: reduced Anglicized form of Gaelic Mac Fhloinn and Ó Fhloinn (see Flynn).
  2. Scottish: variant of Lyne 3.
  3. English: habitational name from any of several places so called in Norfolk, in particular King’s Lynn, an important centre of the medieval wool trade. The place name is probably from an Old Welsh word cognate with Gaelic linn ‘pool’, ‘stream’.
  • Celt, as in Welsh  llyn, a lake
    • FROM WIKINAME : The name Lynn comes from a Gaelic word that means “waterfall” and it was originally a surname given to people who lived near a waterfall in the Irish or Welsh regions. [1] The surname originated in the 12th or 13th centuries, and has since been transferred to a given name. [2] Lynn may also derive from Linda, a Spanish name meaning “pretty.”
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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 !

    A WETTER ONE THAN THE DAY BEFORE

    IN fact yesterday  wasn’t wet at all but today is. Not that we mind having sat up all night in Accident and Emergency in TWEED HOSPITAL. Izzy had had a turn so he had. An incident. Always an interesting experience  to be sitting at night in hospital watching and waiting. Saw a lot of things there so I did. I did not however take a foto of any of it. Fortunately for me. Across the way from me was a young mother with her son of 10 years age or so. We had all been there for hours – anxious for our loved ones – chilled by the intermittent sweep of air conditioning and automatic opening doors. Tempted by the $1.60 Nescafe coffee machine or the rows of chocolate and chips and soft drinks.

    Young Mother approaches TRIAGE counter – asks a simple question – Was that our names the doctor called ?

    Assistant behind protective counter replied with “body language” clearly affronted by the Waiting Mother asking any question at all and a statement that doctor would see them in due course and that Young Mother was Rude. Young mother proceeded from her seat to TAKE FOTOS. The TAKING OF FOTOS led to 3 security men and one nursing unit manager appearing behind a second set of screens and all manner of precautions were put into place in case YOUNG MOTHER acted in a manner unbefitting a TWEED HOSPITAL waiting room.

    So I am glad I kept the camera secreted in my Crumpler Travelling Bag.

    Izzy was seen by a young American doctor dressed in American TV EMERGENCY ROOM uniform. name and details embroidered on the front and a caring, concerned attitude and a demand that Iz stay overnight lest he die or suffer a major disability. The young caring doctor wrote a covering letter to make it clear that we were leaving against his advice and if we did indeed perish – WE HAD BEEN WARNED – in writing. So we came on home and the large spider attempted to enter the Charade en route but failed. Iz slept in an upright position all night in case he DID A PERISH and morning arrived with us both still living and WET WEATHER  here hours earlier than predicted.

    One of the female doctors last night who was NOT in uniform, wore very high heels. She was tall as it was but added impressive inches to a night in the E.R.

    We have had a good deal of wet weather here in Bilambil. 3 years or more I have been here and seen some fine WEATHER EVENTS. Today is one of them. The driving, flooding rains which give me Divine permission to STAY HOME. Even Vodafone is working like real broadband.

    Its cold. The heater is on and the rain is falling and all is well. We have the new GOOGLE CHROME browser . Another BETA experience and a pleasure as are the NLA HISTORIC NEWSPAPERS. Time for afternoon repose and memories of other raining times.

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    Such as Izzy and Les outside the Bilambil Sports Club after the floods passed through.

     

    A BETTER DAY THAN THE ONE BEFORE AND THE ONE BEFORE WAS PRETTY GOOD

     

    Having recovered somewhat from my VODAFONE hysteria as I tried to open one simple page and the green light on the “GPRS we are paying $80 a month for high speed and not getting it” modem – I now acknowledge that SPRINGTIME has come here in BILAMBIL and the many ” irons in the fire ” are doing whatever it is that ” irons in the fire” do. 

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    One reference says it has to do with the blacksmith trade. A skilled blacksmith has “a well-trained apprentice who maintains such control of the bellows and the placement of the irons that each is ready in turn at the anvil and hammer…’Too many irons in the fire’ would mark an inefficient smith or one with an unskilled apprentice. Figurative use of either saying takes us back only to the middle of the sixteenth century.” From “2107 Curious Word Origins, Sayings & Expressions from White Elephants to a Song and Dance” by Charles Earle Funk (Galahad Book, New York, 1993).

    Ah. So we have a lot of irons in the fire. Hopefully not TOO many. Anyways some of them are getting really hot. So today we were in Southport at GRIFFITH UNIVERSITY interview rooms in AUSTRALIA FAIR. Interesting indeed. Eating in Cafe Moccacino looking out over the BROADWATER.

    The next iron in the fire will take us south to LISMORE on THURSDAY. Giving me a nice variety of meetings as well. I DO like going to NEW places and unknown and doing things I have NEVER done before with people I have never done with them.

    There is other MEGA BIG news which is not mine to make public. Then I am going to visit with my own kinfolk again. Cause I have had some mighty lonely lost times this year.

    Today’s foto is –

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    The white house in the middle of the picture – well that’s where we live Izzy and me. Below us are 300 mango trees. Far behind is Mt Warning. The volcanic core of a caldera in Northern NSW. They say there are brown snaked out the back – down towards the Dell. I haven’t been down there.

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    There is a song on the COAST FM radio station here which I love. It says YOU PROMISED YOU’D BE HERE WHENEVER IT SNOWS.

    I like it. There’s a slight drop in the temperature.

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    REHEARSING WITH GABI BLISS

    THURSDAY AFTERNOON and we are in the COTTAGE. THEY are rehearsing for GABI BLISS on SATURDAY.

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    THAT’S the poster. Been out sticking them up all over the place. Down at Panorama Plaza in the place of Rejection – Chick stuck ’em up and in bus shelters and on backs of loo doors because this weekend is the launch of REFLEXIONS. GABI BLISS is on the loose. Out on the FRONT PORCH with Evan on Lead, Izzy on bass and kazoo and Mike Fisher on drums. The Cottage sits on top of the Hill with the BILAMBIL VALLEY down there – amphitheatre like. Up here the new PA is set up. The DOS is out at lunch for the day. The Electric guitars are plugged in. Mike Fisher is here with his drums and the Final Rehearsal is on.

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    SATURDAY – BUDDHA BELLY CAFE AT UKI.

    SEE YOU THERE.

     

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    LYNNE SANDERS-BRAITHWAITE

    SUNDAY ON THE HILL

    With winds accompanying and some Rolheiser in me – about the choosing of loneliness. Quoting Nouwen and others. I am immersed still in the NATIONAL LIBRARY AUSTRALIA HISTORIC NEWSPAPERS. Doing a KENDALL search of 3300 articles which is boring despite locating further Kendallian crimes a la BASIL.

    Today we are to lunch out down near TROPICAL FRUIT WORLD.

    Now for a foto from the CD drawer on the right hand side of my desk and some from my WD PASSPORT. My spare hard drive of 80 gig.

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    Here is a Jamieson’s restaurant meal before Michael left. If you are in Burrum Heads near Hervey Bay – try the Bowling Club there. Say Hello to this very nice man and lovely cook. I was extraordinarily fond of his vegie curries as were my friends. They are GONE from Jamoze now AS ARE WE.

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    August 2005 we were in Armidale for Robert’s 50th birthday party. Cold up there so it is. Wee Robbie tried out the Golden Ukelele that the Mad O’Brians sent . Thats my bed on the floor. I slept on floors quite a lot at one time. Nowadays when I travel to The Kids – They provide me with luxurious beds in spare rooms. Rather nice.

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    I travel mostly with Izzy in the Star Wagon nowadays – but for years was accustomed to the KEANS COACHES and the $2.50 COUTNRYLINK mode of transportation.

    Keans take me from Bellingen to Armidale in 2 simple hours with accompanying video.

     

     

     

     

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    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.

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    LYNNE SANDERS-BRAITHWAITE