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DEFINING MYSELF

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I came across a Facebook Page today for Stephanie Small’s book – defining 4orty. I have the book. Got it at the Bellingen Growers’ Markets a few months back.

I am 60 now. The book had me back in 1989, thinking about things. 

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SUMMER COMES AND SO DOES MY 10,000th HIT.

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How good is the  Internet ? A few years and a few tears back, I could no more have accessed a public forum for journals, images, music, videos, genealogy than I could have knitted new clothes for my coming grandchild. My father, Bruce Sanders, wanted his 2/3 Pioneer Battalion Story published but we simply didn’t have the resources. Now – here it is! How good is that ? This Particular Blog  of mine is about to hit 10,00 and I thank you all.

The mutual sharing is another dimension that works for me. I am not always able to travel and sometimes I don’t get out much at all. I also have a tendency to be overcome by what I like to call Acedia – in various forms – and NOW – I am no longer locked in at home alone. This is truly the Global Village for me.

Now – as we come into an Australian Summertime. and the closing of 2009 – I shall take a look at 2009- as it has been.

It was the year in which Izzy and I both turned 60 – 1949 children. I think I had best rephrase that. We were born in 1949.  2009 was the year in which we moved from the Tweed to the Clarence, in which my daughter newly turned 30 became pregnant with her first child. My granddaughters  turned 5 and 10. A most interesting time it has been.

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Last Christmas, we, as a family,  were to meet in  Kalang on Boxing Day for Kati B’s 30th birthday and Christmas Day, Izzy and I were to spend alone at Bilambil Cottage where we were living.

We were out and about in the morning and received an impromptu invite to Lorraine’s for lunch with a dozen or so guests. Plenty of good foods and good company. A sober affair so it was and I enjoyed it up behind Scenic Drive in Tweed Heads  West.

Spent the rest of the day at home with our swimming pool and tennis court. 

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The next home for us was already starting to be listed on realestate.com.au.  I didn’t realise then that it would become a place of rather deep emotional and mental impact. 2009 is the last year of my 50s and time seems to have wrapped itself around me and curled into the core of me. Memories of 20 years of Addiction and 20 years of Recovery were waiting for in this 100 year old house as well as the history of my family and my childhood.  I intended entering my 60s  consciously and cautiously, knowing this – IT WILL BE DIFFERENT. And it has been a gentle, explorative time with a good deal of ‘ thinking’ going on.

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Briefly this is my locational history.

1949-1950 – CANTERBURY ROAD HURSLTONE PARK SYDNEY. SANDERS FAMILY HOME.
1950-1970 -  27 PAXTON AVENUE, BELMORE. SYDNEY. HOUSE BUILT BY DAD.  
1970 – TUMBARUMBA . TEACHING AT ROSEWOOD.  
1971 – QUEANBEYAN SOUTH. TEACHING.
1972 – PAXTON AVE.  TEACHING IN LAKEMBA.
1973 – DRUMMOYNE, BALMAIN , CHISWICK, PORT DOUGLAS – CAMPING ON 4 MILE BEACH – YAHT UTIEKAH III- URUNGA.
1974-1977 – URUNGA IN VARIOUS LOCATIONS, INC WHITE ROSE TRADING COMPANY.
1977 – SYDNEY – GLEBE AND TAYLOR SQUARE.
1978 – 1987 – BELLINGEN AND  URUNGA – MARRIAGE AND CHILDREN.
1987 –1994 – SYDNEY. DRUG REHAB. BONDI. SOUTH COOGEE AND BACK TO TEACHING.
1994 – 2001 – URUNGA AND BELLINGEN.
2001-2009 – TWEED RIVER INC TUMBULGUN, BILAMBIL WITH SHORT TIMES IN TUGUN AND BRISBANE.
2009 – ULMARRA.

 

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In January of 2009, the Armidale Mob came to Bilambil Cottage for a Summer Holiday. That was a ‘ classic’ summer holiday. I must have had some sweet stars shining on me this year because, despite the transitional turmoil and my own inclination to distress, I have had a goodly share of Sweet Moments, Classically Good Experiences and of events turning out just as I had planned and hoped for.

The Summer holiday was one of them as was the 30th birthday of Kati B.

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We took the Poppy to the beach at Pottsville. They have been living in Armidale for years now and she hasn’t been beaching since she was a baby. We also continued our cafe experience which is rather extensive . The EATZ CAFE at Pottsville featured real Beach Food. None of which I can now recall but they had tropical names and strange drinks – a 60s flashback which I enjoyed after one too many trendoid, generic eateries such as the infamous Blue Frog in Toowong, Brisbane.

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I lived in Bilambil Cottage for 4 years and in deciding to leave, we took our time in choosing where we wanted to go and when and why and how etc. The Cottage was tiny but exquisite with a view over the Bilambil Valley and out to the Coral Sea, During the Mob’s Holiday, we sat outside of an evening and watched the bats fly over and the long nose come out to feed from the long grasses.  The Poppy learned to swim and discovered the wonder of being a Mermaid.

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We also visited the beach at Kingscliff. The Mob had lived at Kingscliff before going up the mountain. I thought that when we moved south we might miss the exotic birds and plants of the Tweed. Tweed is on the NSW/ QUEENSLAND border.

Are these baobab trees ? I like the word and haven’t checked to see whether these are baobabs or not.

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One thing I knew I wouldn’t miss was the BILAMBIL SPORTS CLUB.

I enjoyed it for a goodly length of time but things went amiss and the decor was never a good look. The Club is set in the Valley. A lovely setting with a creek beside it and playing fields, paddocks with horses and the hills rising on either side.

The Bilambil Village is tiny and part of a loop drive enjoyed by Many. However, the Club doesn’t open till  3pm, serves food only a couple of nights a week, doesnt cater for vegetarians AT ALL and is decorated as you can see on the left. The music scene which thrived there has shrivelled to nothing. Lots of potential going unused.

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REFLECTIVELY INTO 60.

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I turn 60 on October 19, 2009.  Ulmarra has developed into a very reflective place for me and so I am taking advantage of introspection as this fortnight passes.

Today, one of my random photographic  wanders through my hyphenated head.

On the left are the parents of my Father. The little lady is ELIZABETH CRAIG, daughter of Thomas Craig and Martha Julian. The seated gentleman is JOHN GEORGE SANDERS.

They married on the Macleay River in Northern NSW. Then lived in Sydney for most of their lives. At Hurlstone Park.

I didn’t meet my grandmother. She died during WWII while my father and his brother were overseas.

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The inner ceiling of the shed at CLARRIE HALL DAM, Just out of Murwillumbah.

For this introspection, I am letting my thoughts hop like grasshoppers – landing where and when they will. I was born in 1949 in Sydney. Summer Hill Sydney and live my childhood in the suburb of Belmore. Summer Holidays we went north to Urunga for 3 weeks at a time. I had a lot of stability and reliable frameworks in which to grow.

It was not until 2001 that I did more than pass through the far north of NSW briefly. In 2001, I moved to the Tweed River and lived there till May 2009. It was only last year, 2008, that I began to discover the presence of the BELL family on the Tweed in the 1850s-60s.

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The MOB went to live in Armidale in 2004 or so. That re-introduced COLD to me. I don’t do COLD very well.

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I am not one who enjoys the wearing of beanies and thick socks.
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I wasn’t raised on the Aussie BBQ. I think we had ‘PICNICS’ when I was little. ‘PICNICS’ have their own unique beauties and travails. The one on the left is a combo. BBQ and Picnic out at GARA GORGE.

Gara Gorge is the site of Australias commerical Hydroelectric scheme in 1894 which can be viewed from the Threlfall Walk.

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Website

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Gara Gorge is locally referred to as the Blue Hole and is located 16kms from Armidale along the Castledoyle Road. Gara Gorge is a popular picnic and barbecue spot. It is well known for its scenic bush strolls and beautiful swimming holes. It is also the site of Australia s first commercial Hydro-electric Scheme. The remains of this historic scheme can be viewed today, via the Threlfall Historic Walk. No camping is permitted at Gara Gorge.

Please call in at the Armidale Visitor Information Centre for further information on National Parks.

Directions: Take the Waterfall Way east out of Armidale and turn right into Castledoyle Road, following the signs to Gara Gorge. Continue straight ahead at the intersection into Blue Hole Road for a further 2.5 km. There is a short stretch of gravel into the gorge.

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My introduction to the New England which took me, as a Coastal Woman, past my natural resistance, did show me places I had not seen before. Took me into BIG SKY COUNTRY and even to LYNLAND.

I do keep a bag of clothing up there in Armidale. Clothes which I have not needed in my 8 years on the Tweed where winters are warm.

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I don’t like the GOLD COAST. I am glad to have left there. I DID like parts of the Tweed River although “progress” is eating at its spirit as well. 

Living there  was a ‘temporary’ thing.  A ‘diversion’ of some kind. It was a detour which at times seemed to me to be very much along the ‘wrong’ road. At other times, I was able to learn from it, rest within it and simply wait  for a Caravan to come along , hoist me onto a camel’s back and lead me out of there and across the deserts to a new home.

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I lived for a period of time , in Tumbulgum, a small village on the Tweed. In 2008, I discovered it was the homeplace of the aforementioned relatives in the 1850s-60s. The BELLS, the MACLEODS. Grandfather John Bell was there with his wife, Mary Ann McNeill and the children.

I then moved to Bilambil , an even smaller village nearby. I moved onto the property of the Bulpitts and lived in BILAMBIL COTTAGE, where I encountered much kindness and stability.

We also had a few BBQs there in the BILAMBIL COTTAGE.

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I have also spent a good deal of time involved in activities which mean very little to me. That’s something I want to pay attention to and do less of. For a time, I did little of that. Then, when the MOB went west I began to FILL my time a little less thoughtfully and found myself  BORED. I don’t often get ‘bored’ at home but I DO get bored doing things I would prefer not to be doing. That needs some looking at.

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One of the things I am gradually missing is the sheer exotic subtropical beauty of the Bilambil Cottage.  Those of us who MOVE a lot, well we get benefits others don’t – but we also have sorrows others don’t. Not even true nomadics or Sundowners – just movers-on and evictees. 

I would struggle to name or number the places in which I have lived in 60 years and they are all contained on the east Coast with only some brief  ventures slightly inland to Canberra, Tumbarumba and Armidale. The only cities I have lived in are Sydney and Brisbane.

I have , however, lived on the Hill in Bilambil, with the sun rising of a morning.

Now, I sleep in an old wooden room with curtains and the sun rises on the other side of the house, way east of here.

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My Kids are grown and I have 2 granddaughters and another grandchild  due in January 2010.  Tomorrow I am getting the Nana  Tattoo from South Grafton Tattoo parlour. I went for a tattoo way back in about 1969 in Kings Cross. I didn’t get one that day and I haven’t had one since so tomorrow is significant – TO ME. It was that or University for the first time. That might still come. They were both on my list for 60.

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One of my children, the younger one, likes to take photos of flowers, amongst other things. These blossoms are up in Armidale in A November.

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Sitting here this afternoon, pondering – when the clouds come over and now HAIL.   So far, it has been , since May –

FLOODS , SMOKE, DUST AND HAIL.  Interesting times indeed. There IS a rainbow across the paddocks.

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I am trying to reflect on earlier times and places and to locate myself on the  North Coast.  Each photo I stumble across seems to lead me back up into the mountains to the Armidale Clan and the Cold Places. I did like being in Armidale, highest city in Australia, when the roses came out in January and the perfumes  scented the streets.

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Its  coming on for darkness now in the first week of this year’s daylight saving. There  is some hail damage to Izzy’s Starwagon and the house seems to be off one of his stumps which is a little worrying. The Charade is under the house where I managed to get it while the hail hit.

Across the way, the paddocks are white from the ice mists rising. It has a suggestion of the way it looked in the May Floods.

Out back, the shed copped the worst of it. That’s because of the derelict iron roofs and gaps half a metre wide . The peach tree has been stripped of 100s of little peaches and the azalea which I thought would be in fine bloom for the party is now shredded.

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I lived in Bilambil Cottage from 2005 – 2009. Quite a long time for me.  For ne year of that time, I spent the weekdays and nights in Brisbane and came home on weekends.  For the first year, 2005-2006, or so, I lived there alone. My father passed away during that time and my granddaughter was born in Tweed heads Hospital.

At the Cottage, I was on the Hill looking East to the Coral Sea. The Whiskey Grass grew and shone with its own curious redness. My friend, Nicci, calls it molasses grass.  The reasons are the same. The wagons which transported goods way back in the 19th century, carried the seeds in their wheels and spread them beside the roads.

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One thing I have done for a lot of my life is sit at windows and LOOK OUT.  I usually sit at a desk and WRITE. Way back, it was in Belmore at a desk my Dad built for me. It had its own fluorescent light above it. Must have been a new concept because I was very thrilled. He gave me a book of Greek Legnds at the same time and I thought the two things were the best ever to happen to me.

Since then, I have sat at many windows and looked out on many things.  Today, I sit up in an attic and look South over the paddocks to where my family lives . Not that I can see them. One is an hour and half south  and one is 2 1/2 hours SW up in the mountains. Nevertheless, when I sit at this window, they are what I see – way past the cows and the farmhouses and the hail left from this afternoon’s storm.

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Over at the auction before the hail destroyed the Auction Rooms.

JIM BELSHAW COVERS THE HAILSTORM.

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A few years back, 2006 as I recall, I took the Countrylink Train from Tweed Heads to Grafton, hopped the Moree Coach up the Gwydir Highway to Glen Innes.  The MOB picked me up at the Information Centre and we headed back down the New England Highway to Armidale. Quickly. Due to Clouds and strangely dark skies. Near Guyra we were stopped by a police car ‘slewing’ to a halt across the Highway and re-directing us round fallen wires. We had already sheltered from one hailstorm under a garage en route. Off we went round the back roads on mud and dirt with the stream of highway traffic following us. It was a noble job of driving by the Wee Lass.

Once we reached Armidale we were faced with the damage caused by a huge storm.

Here’s a few links which might tell you a little. Christmas , it was and we were all a little shell shocked methinks.

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I can’t quite recall where this house is . It is one of the great aunts and uncles. It is also someplace on the North  Coast of NSW. It looks too steep for the Laurieton houses and could be Uncle Jim at Wingham.  That’s my Poppa Bell holding the child. I think thats my cousin Ross Carter in his arms.  That puts the Photo in app. 1950-51.

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Here’s the road to Bilambil Cottage and that’s my wee cottage at the end of the drive. Once, my children’s brother noted that I “ always lived in postcards” and this was one of the beautiful ones.

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There is ice in our yard this evening and most of the peaches have been ruined. There was ice in the yard when my children’s father turned 50 a few years back. It wasn’t from hail. It was a July Birthday in Armidale and the birds were out of luck.

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In 2007, I lived from time to time in Brisbane, a city I knew next to nothing about.  I rather liked Brisbane but one thing I know about it now is that parts of Brisbane are HILLY. We lived in Red Hill and did some pretty bigtime walking. Morris Street near Paddington Woolies is a street where Izzy lived way back in 1970 just prior to attempting a one stage drive back to Sydney which left him floating in the Manning River at Taree.

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With sleep approaching on the eve of my first tattoo,  I shall leave you with the view from a jetplane flying out of Coolangatta and heading South to Sydney in 2006. That’s Kingscliff and the mouth of the Tweed River down below. I feel a little clipped of wing at the moment – ah but the SAAB flies in and out of Grafton Airport so we shall see.

Sleep Well.

MONDAY IN SEPTEMBER

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I have always had a fondness for MONDAYS – perhaps because its rarely been the start of a working week for me. I like this Monday , which has the blessings of a Northern Rivers Spring. Tweeting birds and sunshine with a fresh edge to the day. Fond memories, though unprocessed as yet, of the weekend and pleasant prospects to contemplate.

That doesn’t entirely neutralise the enemy within, if enemy it is, who would paint the days grey for me. It does, however, help.

I often need to consciously programme myself out of the deception of misery. I find it easier to do on a Spring Monday in September than in the middle of a Winter. Yesterday at the Wide River Cafe, the general complaint was of the Heat. As for me, the hot setting suits my broken emotional thermostat.

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Another way in which I keep Acedia at Bay is the Wandering Reflection. Particularly appropriate in this month which completes the first 6 decades. A Wandering Photographic Reflection.

Yesterday at the Opening of the Wide River Cafe Breezeway, Andrew Hegedus interrupted his service of home cooked food and fine coffee, to join Izzy and KSM on stage. Andrew vibrates with energy and vision and has been a  Good Friend to us here on the Clarence. With my own inclination to Morbidity, I do well with the company of the kindly and the vibrant. 

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Andrew with Karl Mullan from Busby Flat.

Sunday lunch has become a Tradition for us. A walk West along Coldstream Street, across the Pacific Highway and into the Village. I often intend to keep going until the River and maybe lunch at Ulmarra Pub , but inevitably turn left into WIDE RIVER and as of yesterday that seems to be official. Izzy is “ Entertainment Manager” as of this week. That means 4 hours of fun and music and the Good Cafe Vibes which he thrives on and which do me no harm at all.

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Leanne – master of the banana smoothie.

I had time to talk to Robin Bryant yesterday as well.  That’s Rob talking to Robyn and Mereki. I have often seen him at WIDE RIVER and SHELLBOUND which is Robyn’s shop across the Breezeway, but hadn’t had the luxury of a real talk till yesterday.  That arose from Jenni’s telling me that 11OCTOBER was to be the first WIDE RIVER FESTIVAL, right here in ULMARRA with stalls, music and MUCH MORE.

That was a good thing to hear. I had been looking forwards to the RIVER FESTIVAL. There are signs on the Pacific Highway telling the North South Traffic that its on in September but recently I discovered that factional feuding and disputations had caused it to fade away.

No, I am delighted to announce that there WILL be a Festival. In OCTOBER, one week before my birthday, 2 weeks before Jacaranda Festival, 4 weeks after Debbie’s 50th Birthday and one week after Bellingen’s Global Carnival. And it will be THE WIDE RIVER FESTIVAL.

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ROB, ROBYN AND MEREKI in the new Breezeway. 
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I told Rob I had been hoping for a Festival and I also told him I was from Bellingen. He laughed at that. “Festivals !” said he, “Bellingen. Festival for this. Festival for that. “  That’s us alrighty. Right back to early 1970s. And October sees the GLOBAL CARNIVAL.  My girl lives in the next street in North Bellingen as we once did. Be that as it may, WIDE RIVER FESTIVAL IS ON ! I wonder whether they will let us bring the little red car.

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All businesses involved in the WIDE RIVER FESTIVAL this year are Indigenous Owned. Rob is the Mobile Umbrella for the other 4 Businesses.  JTD MERCHANDISE.

Gumbaynggirr Country and Language covers an area of the North Coast of New South Wales Australia between the Nambucca River in the south and around the mid Clarence River in the north. There are several dialects of Gumbaynggirr Language.

My own hometown, URUNGA, is right smack in the middle and its nice to be back from the far reaches of the Tweed. Beautiful the Tweed is but its good to be Home.

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The train south from Urunga. 

Rob was telling me that he  does the Markets and the festivals for all the companies. He will have a stall next week at GLOBAL CARNIVAL. Then the following one is the WIDE RIVER FESTIVAL at the Cafe in Ulmarra. He ‘gets around’.

I have the 5 business cards right here with me and the net addresses. Take a look at these.

 

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SHELLBOUND is Robyn’s shop.  I have laybyed and paid off a black top for my 60th and have a swirling full length skirt  tucked away at the moment. Robyn first opened in Casino and now has this branch down here in Ulmarra.  On her card she lists:

NEW CLOTHING

INCENSE

SOAPS

OILS

INCENSE HOLDERS

SHOULDER BAGS

CUSHION COVERS

PASSPORT BAGS

PURSES

WOODEN PRODUCTS

WOODEN BOXES

PAPER PRODUCTS

MIRROR

LIGHTER COVERS

JEWELLLERY

JEWELLERY BOXES

BRACELETS

BELLS

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COLD AND WINDY

Following a few warm and pleasant days, the cold winds come from the west. They brought the brolgas out into the paddock opposite. Blue Brolgas, Jenni at Wide River told me. Thats because they’re grey.  The fridge is once again supposed to arrive today.After 2.30pm. Yesterday I purchased 2 beds and they are to come on Monday. I am feeling very DELAYED this week. Kati B couldn’t get anyone to feed the horses on Saturday so she’s off till next weekend and the Sunshine People are likewise postponed and here it is COLD and WINDY.

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No matter. I have work to do. The Net is allowing a little more access than is usual. I can work on my father’s 2/3 Pioneer site. I can continue unpacking and decorating. And I can wait for the Fridge. 

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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.

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The first Frosty morning. I shall look back and consider matters. The order will bear little chronology or obvious purpose.

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This week I went South to Bellingen. I do believe we encountered the first winter snap. Kati B was minding a house. Bellingen was one of the North Coast towns invaded by the hippies on the hippy trail in the 1970s. I was amongst them – in my own way. Over the years, more incomers have arrived and all manner of habitations and ways of life have evolved. This one at Brierfield is an example of a family home built on experiences and time. It still requires a fire to heat the water but it also has a wood fire of grand proportions . The family are of Belgian descent and finishing touches feature quirks and exotic influences. One wee bird comes to the verandah rail to feed.

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Back in Ulmarra, I have located the swing park down on the riversedge. It features a flying fox and all the basic necessities. The gardens in the park are signed with pithy sayings and edible sections. I don’t know who takes care of the park. Someone mysterious methinks because its not a generic computerised one size fits all place. The wee signs appear to be handmade and the flowers remind me of Nana Bell’s house in Rosebery in the 1950s and 1960s.

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RAINBOW BAY QUEENSLAND.

I have lived, since 2001, on the Tweed.  That included RAINBOW BAY and COOLANGATTA as well as TUMBULGUM and BILAMBIL. It was there that I discovered a good deal about the BELL FAMILY, my maternal grandfather’s Scottish people.

It was there that my granddaughter was born in 2004. TWEED HEADS HOSPITAL.

I am now glad to be South again watching NSW TV. Even with frost on the grass, I am at this stage glad to be here.

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Floods and now frost. One month we have been here. I have been in the North for 8 years and not had frost on the lawn at all.

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I am not very “good” with the cold so frost has been a shock. From Bellingen years, I have a small recollection of frost being the thing which sweetens the mandarines on the tree and I have a lot of mandarines on the tree. There are 2 other citrus trees as well so we will see how much sweetening is happening.

MONDAY OF A LONG WEEKEND

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Our kitchen table has come all the way from a PADDINGTON secondhand shop in Brisbane through to RED HILL, AUCHENFLOWER, BILAMBIL and now to ULMARRA. The fuel stove which was on the realestate.com.au website had vanished by the time we moved in and we are left with a filthy hearth.

The house in Ulmarra is dilapidated. It belongs to the RTA. The ROADS AND TRANSPORT AUTHORITY of NSW. That’s a Government Department. As we hear the story, this house and one beside it, as well perhaps as another which has now been demolished, were purchased with the view of an ULMARRA BYPASS being put through here.  No consideration of heritage or history or homelessness. Now this one has been unloved longtime and the one beside is to be condemned and destroyed. It seems the Bypass isn’t even to pass through here.

As for our house, there is work to be done and tenderness to be shown. Lawns to be mown following the inundation. A smell seeps up through the grass and mud. 

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MAYORS AND THINGS

Read last week in the local Tweed papers about the Tweed mayor’s delight in the Planned development of Bay Street, Tweed Heads and her desire to see Tweed developed along the lines of KIAMA down South. Looks like she is in luck, because a former Mayor of Kiama, Neville Fredericks,  was sighted just this week in Murwillumbah with  what looked like the Board of the Satya Sai School dining at Luffley Cafe.

Carool, Kunghur, Tyalgum,Tweed Heads – they could all be in luck.

ALPHAINVENTIONS.COM

http://alphainventions.com/

Was working through yesterday on SILVER THREADS AND GOLDEN NEEDLES and noticed the Hits going through the roof. I thought for a time that I had stumbled upon a blog writing technique that really appealed to people. However as the Hits continued to climb, the wee Saturnian Voice began to mumble that something was odd about these figures. On investigation, I tracked down the referrers for the day and came across alphainventions.com. http://alphainventions.com/ 

I was a little disappointed at first due to my theory of personally being a genius was demolished but its a very interesting concept – like a massive leaflet drop or letterbox assault on a suburb. Take a look. You can post your blog or any other blog you fancy onto alphainventions.com and it goes on a reading list. Saturating the Interverse with all our blogs and by passing the Megas by the look of it. I am quite impressed so far. Will see what holding traffic remains after the initial Tsunami.  It could be a radical new departure. That would be something nice instead of Google search pages of drivel.

http://alphainventions.com/ 

P.S. Still a lingering regret that I hadn’t earned the attention all by myself. Ah well.

One should worry about fame just as pigs about being fat.

LIVING IN THE NORTH

Whilst acknowledging that its not the North to those further up the Australian map, for me this is the NORTH. Coming across JIM BELSHAW’s NEW ENGLAND Blog put a match to a few wee sticks of smouldering resentments which I have been allowing to burn softly. “Resentment” isn’t applicable to all of the issues. Some are simply observations. They are, however, wee sticks on a fire which flares now and then.

 

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One of these wee smouldering sticks is this. Peter Knox, BCA Hons. MA. Hons. PhD Canditate through University of Wollongong, interrupted his  PhD Candidature for 2 years, 2006/2007 to participate in the research and development of the huge AUSTLIT PROJECT

AUSTLIT.
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.

On completion of his contract with AUSTLIT and having become enamoured of the NORTH, he decided to continue his PhD in this Region and proceeded to apply to the Universities of New England and the Southern Cross with the intention of transferring from UOW. Both establishments found themselves unable to take on this candidature for various reasons including lack of anyone capable of supervising this particular thesis. None of these included verbal or personal contact. Simple email responses with one exception.

I have no intention of fighting Peter’s fights for him. He is able to do that.

My burning sticks are these:

Peter’s thesis is about Melinda Kendall, a poetess born in NSW in 1815 and one of the very early settlers of the Clarence.  I, myself, would like to see her story emerge from the heavily forested rivers of history but it appears it won’t be done with the support of UNE or SCU. Odd! One element of Peter’s request for transfer was “the very fact of her presence in this region and that  the University of New England, like the University of Wollongong, doesn’t seem to be situated philosophically and academically in the area of its physical location.”  

Is there not a simple basic  courtesy in the way we deal with one another academically? 

Are there so many PhD Candidates applying for transfer  that personal interviews would exhaust the valuable time and energies of the prospective supervisors and institutions?

In the meantime, UOW continues to support this project at a distance whilst leaving the Northern Universities unruffled by Southern Invasion.

And in a less rankled way. The NEW ENGLAND STATE BLOG, aroused in me a desire to see the area which has been home to me and mine for generations , truly retrieved from the shadows and not only by the Genealogists and Volunteers who work hard to keep safe the fragments of a barely examined past.

In the ARCHIVES in ARMIDALE, we were really shown the ropes and I was MOST IMPRESSED. It even smelt sacred in there.

 

The CLARENCE RIVER HISTORICAL SOCIETY was equally cooperative as was the TWEED RIVER MUSEUM and the CAMDEN HAVEN HISTORICAL SOCIETY.

Nevertheless, it seems to me, as a NSW Northerner, with a passion in particular for the RIVERS, that the next development in historical maturity would do well to involve far more  tertiary level involvement.

 

http://www.austlit.edu.au/

WISER AND BROADER MINDS

ALBERT SCHWEITZER

The fundamental rights of [humanity] are,

first: the right of habitation;

second, the right to move freely;

third, the right to the soil and subsoil, and to the use of it;

fourth, the right of freedom of labor and of exchange;

fifth, the right to justice;

sixth, the right to live within a natural national organization; and

seventh, the right to education.

ALBERT SCHWEITZER

Civilization can only revive when there shall come into being in a number of individuals a new tone of mind, independent of the prevalent one among the crowds, and in opposition to it — a tone of mind which will gradually win influence over the collective one, and in the end determine its character. Only an ethical movement can rescue us from barbarism, and the ethical comes into existence only in individuals.

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ANATOLE FRANCE

The law, in its majestic equality, forbids the rich as well as the poor to sleep under bridges, to beg in the streets, and to steal bread.

http://www.wisdomquotes.com/cat_justice.html
Take a look at this page for more concepts of SOCIAL JUSTICE including

DOM HELDER CAMARA

When I give food to the poor, they call me a saint. When I ask why the poor have no food, they call me a communist.

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And one Roman Catholic Priest. I am a lapsed childhood Methodist but I like this man.

http://www.ronrolheiser.com/

Inside of everything that’s best in us, we hear an invitation to join him there: To live in pain rather than lower our standards, to risk being alone rather than compromise who we really are, and to be lonely, mighty lonely even, rather than to sell ourselves short.

Any definition of a culture of peace must address the problem of achieving justice for communities and individuals who do not have the means to compete or cope without structured assistance and compassionate help.
Mahnaz Afkhami

http://www.cultureofpeace.org/quotes/justice-quotes.htm

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Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.
MARTIN LUTHER KING.

I have friends who do considerable good in the world, and I don’t seem able to do that but I just read this;

“Whatever you do may seem insignificant, but it is important that you do it.” — Mohandas Gandhi

Important perhaps for the single mother who on becoming PARTNERED found SHE was not eligible for a training course, only her new male partner was. Lucky he was a nice bloke. Take a look at the amount of personal power that a young woman loses when partnering as a single parent and at the pressures it puts on all members of the newly forming family.

“We don’t have to agree on everything but we should be known for disagreeing well and respectfully.” – Shane Claiborne

I wish I did that better. More moderately and without bursting into tears.

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Daniel Berrigan, SJ
“… we are that small and assailed and powerless group of people who are nonviolent in principle and who are willing to suffer for our beliefs in the hope of creating something very different for those who will follow us. It is we who feel compelled to ask, along with, let’s say, Bonhoeffer or Socrates or Jesus, how man is to live as a human being and how his communities are to form and to proliferate as instruments of human change and of human justice; and it is we who struggle to do more than pose the questions—but rather, live as though the questions were all-important, even though they cannot be immediately answered.”

—from “A Dialogue With Radical Priest Daniel Berrigan” in Time(March 22, 1971

 

“It is better to be generous than just. It is sometimes better to sympathize instead of trying to understand.”
~ Pierre Lecompte de Nouy

Now I’m going back to my SILVER THREADS AND GOLDEN NEEDLES Site of quotes and proverbs with images. The theme will be continued there.

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CENTRELINK PONDERINGS

http://lynnesheritage.wordpress.com/

The preceding post graphically illustrates some of the historical aspects of my Centrelink Tremors. Include standing before a magistrate at the age of 54 or so – atrembling amongst other ‘felons’ and being fingerprinted by an apologetic constable and my attitudinal problem with authority makes more sense – ” to me “.  Sutherland Shire Crofters driven from their miniature farms, Irish Convicts, Glaswegian thieves, London counterfeiters. They’re all in there plus more. Most likely, James Bell DID attempt to rob the Oyster Bar. Most likely, Hannah Hutchings DID hide the figured poplin under her skirts. Sentenced to death she was for that one. I only received a one year good behaviour bond for my ‘overpayments by Centrelink’ and am repaying it at a never ending $30 per fortnight from my pension of $530 per f.  John Curtis probably did make his own coins and was sent to Portsmouth for his cruise to NSW. I don’t know what Ann Moran or Johannah Ready did to have them transported for 7 years but there is a good chance that ‘THEY DUN IT’.

But the Devil is in the Details.

Did attempting to steal some figured poplin warrant a death sentence?

Did coinage warrant loss of family, home etc FOR THE REST OF HIS LIFE?

Does doing a PhD warrant no Government Support?

Does failure to attend a Job Network Training Course ( ‘how to write a resume’) warrant a breach and withdrawal of payments?

Does not reporting a day’s work really require the consequences that now occur?

I have years now of anecdotal and proven Centrelink responses and initiatives in my case and in many others around me. For years I have felt ashamed of my failure to thrive or fit within the parameters of either the workforce or welfare system. Fairly sure that I deserved to be paying back $30 per fortnight from my pension. Fairly sure that if I dared to say anything, then things which were already intimidating and frightening would get worse.  Pretty much convinced that I must be basically flawed and possibly even an inherent criminal to have come to such a place. I might well be having mature age onset Irish Rebel Disease. I WAS fined $82 for dipping my headlights at oncoming traffic to warn them of police presence and that was only a month or so back but I think there would be wiser and broader concepts here if I only had the words for them. Something about Social Justice. Something about compassion.

I come from the Anti Vietnam era of the late 60s and early 70s and the Hippy Society. I do not have the skills of the politically correct, “stay calm” era. As the years have passed, the things which I saw happen in the last 21 years or so seem more outrageous not less. It now seems outrageous to me that ANY person is refused the very bottom line of subsistence such as Newstart for ANY REASON AT ALL. Just from a quick memory scan, these are a few of the distressing recalls I have. More Later. I have over the years looked like a Loony in hysterical reaction . Now I am old enough to not care. 

  • A young country man app 17 years of age was required to report to whichever Job Network thingummy bob was in vogue at that time. He was, as is common, required to report to a town which he could not reach without a vehicle other than by hitching. Having given him and some other lads a lift, I waited outside said agency while he completed the Forms. Out he comes and says to me, pointing to the very first question, ” Lynne, Do I have a psychiatric illness ?” Not a question I would have thought to be asked without medical supervision and support.
  • A young woman residing in a rural community was flooded out on the far side of the Centrelink ‘ handing in form’ office. Phones were out. No way through. Her mother called the Centrelink office to notify them that the girl would be unable to hand her Form in on that Day. The Response included. “She should not live that far from town if she wants benefits.” And ” we will not record your call because she has not made it herself”.

 

  • Dole forms were often required to be handed in the day before the ‘Clients” were to be paid. Often the Centrelink office was in the nearest town and in rural centres it could mean many kilometres for people without vehicles or money. Often, all that was then asked was that the “Client’ place the form in a box at the entry to the Office and then attempt the reverse journey.

 

  • On one occasion, when I was considering retraining from Primary School Teaching, due to the illnesses which have now led to my being on this pension, the Job Agency Case Manager breached me for not reporting to an interview whilst I was on a heart monitor in the Local Hospital. By that time, I was familiar with the hazards of the Welfare World and actually had the nurse call him but he breached me nonetheless.

 

  • When 2 people PARTNER in Centrelink Terms, their needs of a sudden appear to become much reduced. Check the amounts on the Centrelink Site.

DAMN! I SHOULD NOT HAVE HIDDDEN THAT FIGURED POPLIN UNDER MY SKIRTS !

I have barely dared to complain over the last non-compassionate years. I have a feeling that perhaps more people are tasting the bitterness of life down here on the ground. Maybe understanding will evolve from that.  I shall recall some more of the Centrelink Encounters in small doses. The memories are Traumatic as is the Present.

DRAT! I THOUGHT THIS WAS HOME, BUT CLEARLY ITS MORE IMPORTANT THAT THE LORDS AND LADIES CAN HUNT FOR DEER!

http://lynnesheritage.wordpress.com/2008/10/05/sutherland-shire-scotland/

And to wrap it up for the day, other than locating some SOCIAL JUSTICE quotes by the Wiser and Broader, even when the Centrelink Officers and Departmental Assistants are truly trying to help us, their clarity on the issues, the legislation and what process we should follow right now in our present situation seems confused, minimal and variable. Three times we have followed Centrelink Advice with assurances that we were doing the correct thing, only to reach final interviews and be told that we did not qualify for payment. This time we have been asked to bring a ” part time enrolment form’ for Peter’s PhD. A PART TIME ENROLMENT FORM ! Not common at this level of Academia.

I say;

TAKE ME TO MORETON BAY AND PUT ME IN A STRAIT JACKET.

As Rev Samuel Marsden said of my GGG Grandfather John Ready;

I HAVE CONSIDERED JOHN READY TO BE INSANE FROM THE FIRST OF HIS CONFINEMENT IN PARRAMATTA JAIL.

and David Murray writes of the same ancestor;

AT THE PERIODS WHEN HE IS MOST VIOLENT IT IS NECESSARY TO SECURE HIM IN A STRAIT JACKET WHICH IS TAKEN OFF WHEN HE BECOMES MORE COMPOSED”

Ah Lordie, is this to be my fate?

 

JONATHON CAINER

JONATHON CAINER

Here’s a reading for me as a Libra which is indicatory of the subtleties which bring him into my life each morning.

What do you know? Enough. Who do you know? The right person. How do you know that this is so? Well, ask yourself how you feel deep down. Down beneath the surface layer of self-suspicion that often furrows your brow, down past the churning, complex rhythms and patterns of thought that leave you never sure what your ultimate opinion about any matter truly is. Deeper down. Further down. Down to your heart, to your bones, to the very private, profound part of you. You feel certainty there. Trust that. There’s a Solar eclipse on 26th January. Be ready for this life changing astrological alignment

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http://www.cainer.com/

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.

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Sometimes I wish I were back in the middle of the online Ignatian retreat. I am however not in the middle of it. I am in the middle of a Christmas unlike any I have experienced before. VERY quiet without a single family member about and within a relationship. None of these is an ingredient of Christmas which I have previously known in combination with any of the others.

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Its like the first year in Rehab at Bondi. The sun is shining. All is well. But I wish I were on the Moree Coach to Glen Innes. Or “something”. Been a long year in many ways. Waiting for the call to move on to the next thing and hearing only siren whispers of false calls that leave me sitting still on the Hill in the Cottage- aimless.

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One member of the family says its the process we are to experience rather than ” enjoy’. That tallies pretty well with the Ignatian Retreat and Buddhist Witness Mode so I shall endeavour to disengage somewhat and Observe and wait for a retrospective Understanding of this Xmas season. The baby magpies come for feeding. I sweep wasp nests away from under the eaves and one very large spider lurks amongst the objects on the back porch. There is a swimming pool to be scooped later today. Sometimes there are cane toads in the filter basket.

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I have been ‘ disappointed’ a lot in 2008. Not because things have been disappointed but because I have not been easily pleased. Easily pleased is a wise place to locate -sometimes. I seem to be carrying the morbid grief of my newly discovered ancestors who were Scottish Highlanders cleared from the Sutherland Shire in the 1800s and driven to emigrate. We are told that one of the women was asked to be chief of the clan but she chose to come to Australia with her family. I cannot recall whether it was Janet Mackay or her daughter Wilhemina Mcleod. I think it is the former. Whichever it was, I don’t imagine that all their Christmases were joy and delight. 

 

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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

2 NEW BLOGS

Well – one is new.

THE YESTERBEATS.

The other is new to WORDPRESS but I set it up years back because it is about the very essence of my life. OF DRUNKS AND DRUG ADDICTS WAS HERE.

And now I bring it over to WordPress at this address:  DRUNKS AND DRUG ADDICTS ARE IMPRESSED.

 

http://drunkdrug.blogspot.com/

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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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    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.

     

     

     

     

    LYNNE SANDERS-BRAITHWAITE

    21 YEARS OLD

    WELL the day has come and thankfully  darkness has come and I am inside. Cavernous. Hibernation.  For me it was one of those days. THOSE days. Sitting on a hillside looking out to sea.

    Resurrexit in Deo.

    My midnight Vigils are no more

    Cold sleep and Peace succeed ;

    THE pains of Death are passed and o’er,

    My wounds no longer bleed.

    But when my murderers appear

    Before Jehovah’s Throne,

    Mine will it be to vanquish there –

    And theirs t’endure alone.

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    http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-  article625862

    Then again this is one anniversary which brings me often to a deeper grieving because I DO wish it had been otherwise. One of those times when ONLY a SUFFERING GOD WILL DO. Or an open air one. Something anyways which makes it tolerable to have left two small children alone. Something which  makes sense of non-sensical.

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    I was to chair the morning meeting but  simply lacked the wherewithal. In fact I lacked the wherewithal to  do anything so we went to see DARK KNIGHT at Coolangatta in the Showcase. The bizarre nature of that shook me out of some doldrums  but I am not yet out of the woods. 

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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

    FOTOS AND THOUGHTS ON FIRST DAY OF BEIJING OLYMPICS

    FISHIJNG CLUB 001 We found this painting in the Antique shop in DORRIGO NSW between the Kids in ARMIDALE and Kati B and IMM in KALANG. A vast old shop which has 3 previous influences on my life. The painting is of the 2nd Scots Church in Sydney in the 19th Century. Melinda and Basil Kendall married in the 2nd Scots Church but we think it was a month or so before this building was completed and likely they were in the courthouse or another nearby building.

    The previous three influences of this corner shop in Dorrigo on me were :-

    1. When I was a newly formed adolescent, we did our once a year holiday in Urunga , one day trip to Dorrigo and in the corner shop in Dorrigo which then operated as a massive general store, I was looking at 2 piece costumes when the lady assistant made it clear that a size 32 top was not the size to be considering the wearing of a 2 piece costume. It did the combined effect on me of  a) shattering my fragile self image and b) inspiring a militant I WILL SHOW YOU attitude which contributed to my later wearing a black bikini on Manly Beach which did not conform with the Council By-Laws.
    2. When Tony Bahles and I had the WHITE ROSE TRADING COMPANY in URUNGA in the early 1970s the REFORMATION had begun and  we went to the corner shop in Dorrigo as they ripped out the fittings and sold out such things as the CASH REGISTER and the cedar shop counter. We bought odds and ends from them and donated some to Urunga Museum before they were all discarded lightly.
    3. The third impactful time for me is not so much the corner shop other than getting of the Keans Coach from Urunga to Armidale and standing beside it before the present owner restored it to a state of wonderment – I stood there on the corner of what seemed a cold and bleak wasteland, and thought back on the 1960s and 1970s ans was rather sad. Then I took myself into a cafe and it turned out to be Lynne Beverige’s cafe and in the 4 minutes I had before the Keans Coach took off – she told me how she had come to be with the partner she was then with and I knew one day it would come in useful in my life and so it has.

    AUGUST IN BILAMBIL

    Which means warming weather and sunshine. An eclipse or two.  It means radical re-arrangements in my life – well it has often done so. with a most unpleasant run up to the 12th August. I was married on the 12th August which sounds good and wasn’t all bad but was surrounded with trauma and “Issues”. Then again – August saw me rock bottoming totally in drug addiction and alcoholism – again on August 12th – a long time ago now.

    I know these two incidents weren’t the only ones but they are potent significators. This year I sit on The Hill – sun shining. Parrots squarking. Izzy embroiled in his own volcanic emotional situation and as for me – well I am shimmering less and beginning to see the 12 AUGUST light at the end of the Augustine Tunnel.

    I moved the Big Buddy and the wee table to face out over the Valley. Perhaps it will have some soothing effect on distresses and sorrows and foolish resentments.

     

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    Its Jo’s birthday this week and the Olympics begin in Beijing. The one eclipse has passed and another is to come. Soon Armidale will be warm enough for me to pay another visit. Kati B has her baby chickens and they all have plenty of work and study. We don’t. Well we have the PhD and I have the Bell Sanders Family. I have as much work as I like to have which is none. Izzy doesn’t  like not having work and now his music is seriously damaged as well so things are rocking somewhat.

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    I do have Rolheiser to turn to : http://www.ronrolheiser.com/

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    Back to a simple Sunday in August 2008.  I hadn’t actually expected to still be alive in 2008 so that’s a way to say Good Day. I am also saying – after the manner of a song I particularly like :

    Ms Sanders-Braithwaite regrets , she’s unable to dine today. She has taken her coat and is thinking of Home far away.

     

    LYNNE BELL SANDERS