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Tuesday, June 4, 2013

Sydney 1970...recalled..


View of Sydney through the clouds, May 2013 :-)

I have a 'soft spot' for Sydney. It was in that city that I first managed to navigate my way through a strange place when I was 18 years old. Growing up in Aussie/Italian culture, being independent was not an option. By the time I was 18 and at Teachers College, I was given a bit more freedom. So that's why I found myself travelling to Melbourne by train on a cheap ticket, with no sleeper compartment; instead it was sit up all the way (It cost $33 return ! ) . In Melbourne I stayed with a friend of my mother's.  The journey to Melbourne consisted of 2 parts; firstly a train from South Brisbane station to Central station in Sydney. From there, a traveller had to then catch another train to Melbourne.


In those days, there were 2 trains each day which left Brisbane for Sydney. I caught the early afternoon train from Brisbane, the very misnamed, 'Brisbane Express',  which got into Sydney Central station at about 7am. I remember how different the carriages were compared to the local suburban trains. They were just like ones I'd seen in movies; with the corridor and the compartments with 2 bench seats in each.  When we arrived in Sydney next morning, the  Daylight Express bound for Melbourne, left from the other side of the same platform at 7.45 am ... no problems there.



South Brisbane station as it was in 1970;  I wasn't catching that train as it's obviously a livestock train, lol!
The carriages on the Brisbane Express were like the ones in this photo found on the internet...


On the return journey, the evening train from Melbourne also arrived in Sydney early in the morning, but the train to Brisbane didn't leave until 6.33pm. Some other friends of my parents, who also lived in Melbourne had given me a small map of Sydney's CBD. These friends also  suggested I fill in some of the day in Sydney by catching  the hydrofoil to Manly.

What a find! I still had this photo taken at Spencer St Station in Melbourne.  I'm standing in the doorway of my carriage on the 'Spirit of Progress'.  How is this for coincidence? The following year when I was posted to my first school, the little boy beside me, was a student at that school. I already knew that his name was Leon because his mother was constantly calling out to him on the train!! He's a middle aged man now and I still see him occasionally at the shops! Bit spooky eh? lol

So it was, armed with this map, I walked out of Central Station, got my bearings and started off in the general direction of Circular Quay. On the recent short break that DH and I had in Sydney, I've found myself recalling snippets of details of that first visit.

Photo found on the internet of a street scene in Sydney in 1970!



I remember I walked past a Coles store (Coles variety not supermarket) and thought I'd check whether they had a cafeteria like the one did in Brisbane. They did, so I had some breakfast there. Then I continued walking and went into a few shops...I ended up buying a gift for my mum in Grace Brothers, the department store. I felt a bit tired then, as I hadn't slept very well sitting up on the train overnight from Melbourne.  I happened to catch sight of a movie theatre on my walk through the city, so I decided to go in.  I wanted to see the film but it was also an excellent way to have  a rest! lol (I'd forgotten about that until the just the other week when we were in Sydney)

After the movie I started my walk again...I remember the frisson of excitement when I caught glimpses of that famous bridge...and I kept on walking until I got to the quay! And of course I caught the hydrofoil to Manly, marvelled at sailing past the iconic Opera House, and after reaching Manly, had a walk around there and then caught the ordinary ferry back to Circular Quay.

Image of Circular Quay in 1970 (photo found on the 'net)


And then I found where to catch a train back to Central and I still have this memory of being a bit scared because the doors of the carriage had been left opened and as the train raced through the tunnels, the open door made it very noisy!  When I got back to Central , I was lost! I didn't recognise anything! I kept calm and walked outside and walked around the block. Then I found the right part of the station...I'd arrived back in the 'Suburban' part of the station but I needed the Interstate and Country trains platforms. Whew! Lol


Carriage similar to the one that I rode back to Central station  from Circular Quay


Looking back to all those years ago, I'm amazed how well I did in finding my way in a new place. The term, 'spread your wings' is an expression that means, ' to do new and different things' and I know that my first go at spreading my wings is pretty low key, compared to what others did or have done, but it's still a fond memory!

The 'old train' services such as the Brisbane Express, The Limited Express, the Fruit Express no longer run of course...passengers use the XPT service which eventually came all the way to Brisbane.

Look what I found trawling the net looking for information about the old services; an old timetable, dated 1969! Now I realise that it would be difficult to read so here is a link to the page. there are actually 2 more pages of information at that site.


So that's some memories that my recent trip to Sydney evoked :-) 

Monday, June 3, 2013

A week of progress on the building site...

I continue to take photos of the building work next door. This is what happened last week...

Monday:- a digger arrived and started removing the piles of soil...


There's Brad directing operations...



In the next photo, brad the Builder is clearing soil from the concrete footings...he worked 'on the shovel' for most of the morning...


 Here the digger has gone around to the back street to deal with the piles of soil towards the back of the site...

Later in the day, when the excess soil has been removed the digger starts another task...note the hot pink paint marks...
 After lunch, the next lot of 'tradies come in...

Tuesday:-

Today, the tradesmen continued to put in the pipes for the plumbing...however the working conditions include showers of rain...would not have made it very pleasant to work...


They are already back filling some of the trenches...

Getting a bit muddy there!

The digger operator waits beside the pile of small stones that are being used to backfill...


All the pipes and accessories piled nearby...
Later Tuesday afternoon, it poured and poured :-(

Wednesday:

The rain has gone...the plumbers are back...and there is a man with a clipboard checking the site...


The truck delivers some more stones....



Thursday:

Again the weather was particularly kind to the tradesmen...






 And Friday there was no work at all on the site...

Sunday, June 2, 2013

One rug's journey...

Last year I made a throw out of oddments of of 'autumn tones' yarns. Some of the yarns had been donated to K4BN and I had gathered up some of these balls of yarn with the idea of making a throw rug with the scraps I had leftover from a personal project in the middle of the year; this project had also used autumn colours.


I decided to experiment by just making the throw in plain old garter stitch, no slip stitches, yarn overs, knit togethers or cables, no counting to keep patterns correct...just knit.  It was quick to grow...but working on other projects as well, it wasn't until  December that I handed the finished throw over for it to be distributed to someone who needed it.

Then, early this year, I was asked if I would mind if it was used for a raffle that the group was having. I certainly didn't mind but I hoped that it was 'good enough' for a prize... remember it was just plain garter stitch. The raffle was drawn on the Friday May 10 and the person who won the throw rug was a fellow blogger who lives in northern NSW. This lady very generously donates items to K4BN and just before the raffle draw, Nanette had bought a number of polar fleece jumpers for the group to distribute. So I was thrilled that she had won a prize.


While I was in New Zealand I emailed Nanette and asked her if she had received her prize yet. Now this is the reply I got from this amazing lady...

I was so excited to win the first prize of your rug, I have seen the progress of them on your blog.  I do hope though that you won't be offended, I asked Karen to find someone who needed a rug more than I do....even one of your beautifully crafted ones.  She had the perfect recipient, a young woman due to have a baby in a week or two, whose husband was killed in a car accident the very night she was going to tell him she was pregnant. I don't know all the details, but she ended up losing their house and has been virtually homeless, going from friend to friend and sleeping on their sofas. A sad, sad story...one of many I know, but it sounds like she truly needs a lovely woolly hug.  I have a little quilt nearly finished for her baby, a little boy.

I admit it! I shed a tear or two when I read that... what a lovely gesture! And Nanette was also making a baby quilt too! 
What a sad story...I hope Karen is able to find out how this young woman is managing now...I hope that she is enjoying the warmth of the throw that I had made or that it is being placed on the floor for the baby to lie on/ roll around on...I like that idea!!

Now that raffle that I mentioned, had lots and lots of prizes and I won something! It's always lovely to win something! lol
Crocheted cats' patterns aplenty!


Saturday, June 1, 2013

Still keeping busy...


We got home last Saturday and it's been a busy time since...
Sunday I met up with some school friends for coffee. Monday was just catching up on chores around the house.
Tuesday was a Knit and Natter at Zillmere in the morning



and a former colleague's retirement afternoon tea later in the day...

Her farewell gift was a pair of earrings that she had really wanted...there was a bit of subterfuge here with her daughter helping pick the right gift! lol




Wednesday was DH's birthday, so a lunch for him and one of the DsD's had to be organised... then it was off to Sisters of Stitch as I had a story book to hand in as this group is going to make a donation of children's books to a hospital in honour of the group's birthday in June.



Then Wednesday night, some more of the family came over to help DH celebrate. DsD2 brought a salad and the cake which really cut my workload down and enabled me to go to S.o.S. that day.

What a magnificent cake that DsD2 made for her dad...


Thursday was my 6 monthly check up with the cardiologist (no disease, just racing heart) and all blood test results were great, especially liver function!! No evidence of fatty liver disease any more and that was great news!!! And blood pressure readings continue to lower...so good news all round.

Friday was just a hairdresser appointment but Saturday has seen DH and I out and about in the community.

You see, the Queensland government, after sacking about 14 000 public servants, is now working on cutting services...and our local high school is facing closure. I felt strongly about that because this school is like a community hub in this area...not just offering educational services, but many other groups in the community use the grounds and buildings out of school hours. It is also a school that offers less academic students a number of educational opportunities including trade certificates etc. All 3 of my stepdaughters went to this school as well as DD1 for her year 11 and 12 years after her high school closed. So I've seen what a school closure does to people and the community...so...just after 9.30 this morning DH and I walked to the local state politician's office where we would meet up with other people...the plan was that the assembly would then march to the school.
As we neared the pollie's office I could see that already people had gathered...my heart swelled with pride! people did care!!!


I've been a union member all my working life and a union rep for the last 3 years of my career...I'm an old hand at protests, demos and marches...lol
Here's someone I knew...this lady used to work at the local Coles supermarket before her son was born...her sign on his pram says it all! Also in the photo is a folk singer who sang all those old protest songs we remember from the 60s and 70s.
DH was asked if he would carry a sign...

Here we are all lined up, ready to cross the busy road so we could start our march up Stafford Rd. Brave souls stopped the traffic so we could all cross together...the people in the cars didn't seem to mind...
Here we are walking past the shopping centre



The marchers have reached the school front gate...

This is our destination...the school hall....



The television stations were all there including Sky News...

Here's some of the crowd...


And I'll let the posters have the final word in this post...