The next day saw the most
Monty Pythonesque moments of our holiday.
Having done some research, I discovered that
it was possible to visit the homestead of
Yanga Station. Armed with this information,
we visited Balranald Information Centre to
enquire. Yes, we were told, it's about 20
minute's drive from here. Off we went. On
arrival at the homestead, we soon saw the
signs:
Not good! What's a "pecinct"
anyway?? We found that, in order to gain
access, one must have a key. We also found
some doors unlocked so ventured inside as
much as we could. I then decided to call the
Baranald Information Centre.
"Hello, my name is Tim. I was there about
half an hour ago. We are now at the Yanga
Park Homestead. The signs say we need to
purchase a tour of the buildings from you."
"Yes, that's right."
"So despite the fact that I was there about
half an hour ago and told you that we
planned to go to the homestead, you didn't
think to let us know that?"
After a short pause....
"Um, yes. Sorry about that."
"So the only way we are going to get access
is to drive 20 minutes back to you, then
drive 20 minutes back here, then drive 20
minutes back to you to return the key, then
drive 20 minutes back to continue on our
way?"
"Err, yes."
"Can you understand why I might be really,
really annoyed with you?"
"Yes."
Hmm...
Some of the buildings near the homestead
were offices of national park rangers. I
decided to give them a try. Initial knocking
produced no response. Some lights were on.
Venturing round the back, I could see
someone. More knocking. Selective hearing
was definitely in operation! OK, more
knocking, trying to sound like I wasn't
going away anytime soon. Success, a rather
grumpy ranger came to the door.
"No, we don't have anything to do with the
tours and no, we don't have a key." (Yeah,
right!)
Just then a more senior ranger arrived.
After listening to our tale of woe, he
begrudgingly said he could give us five
minutes.
I asked what I hoped were intelligent
questions to keep him occupied. He appeared
to know absolutely everything there is to
know about the place and seemed to warm to
us as we moved from room to room. So, in the
end, we had a 30 minute personal tour with
an expert and didn't even have to pay (we
did offer).
Apart from being
double the size, this stove is exactly
the same as the one we had at my
childhood home.

The family left the homestead as it
is, furniture and all. Overtime, many
changes were made. It was decided
that, rather than opting to "restore"
the home to a particular period, it
would be left as it was. A very good
idea in my opinion!


We assumed that the skylight was made
of perspex but it is actually
corrugated glass.

It is said that this telephone, which
connected the manager's office to the
shearing shed several kilometres away,
could be the first ever in Australia.
It was installed by one James Cromyn
under instructions from his uncle...
Alexander Graham Bell!


The manager's chair. I bet others
enjoyed sitting in it when he wasn't
there!

Note the hand on the "handle" of the
safe.


Yanga Station also had one of the
first refrigerators.

Our
next stop was the town of Hay. This is
the water tower.
Jenny wanted to visit
friends in Canberra and Bega during the
September holidays. Our main destinations
were Holbrook, Canberra, Pambula Beach and
Lakes Entrance but, of course, there were
lots of other stops along the way. Although
we were only away for eight days, we managed
to do a lot of things!
Cherry blossom at
Holbrook

The Woolpack Inn
Museum at Holbrook is in an old
hotel. The museum has been there since
1965 and includes 22 rooms of exhibits
and some extra buildings outside.


Any guesses as to what this is?

How about with the cover open?

Does a close up help? You will find
the answer at the end of the letter!

The dining room. Note the pressed
metal ceiling.

This pad of "pudding" recipes
contained a different dessert for each
day of the year!

There is nothing like bread or scones
baked in a wood-fired oven!

What's that at the top of the water
tower?


It's a tree of course. What else would
you want in a water tower?


The Dog on the Tucker Box, five miles
from Gundagai
As we were travelling on
the freeway towards Canberra, we spotted
a sign claiming that a nearby café
served the world's best afternoon tea.
Who could resist? Following the signs,
we arrived in the town of Bowning and
found the Rolonin Café. Although
probably not the world's best, the
scones were delicious!
Floriade
is an annual festival of flowers and
Spring held at Canberra's Commonwealth
Park on the shores of Lake Burley
Griffin. It is very extensive and is
easily the largest display of flowers I
have ever seen. I am not particularly
interested in flowers but one cannot
fail to appreciate the beauty of them
when displayed like this.
During road trips, we often make detours
because Satoshi likes to go in search of
old railway stations. This was the case
as we travelled from Canberra towards
Pambula. Sometimes, as in the town of
Michelago,
we find substantial buildings of
interest.

Breakfast at Oaklands
Barn, Pambula, just before
we began our journey to Lakes
Entrance

The skeleton of "Old Tom" at the
Eden Killer Whale Museum. His is a
fascinating
story.


The area surrounding Genoa Falls
was severely burnt in the fires of
2019. Fortunately, eastern water
dragons can still be found there
but only small specimens compared
with those we have seen hitherto.

On our way to Stony Creek Trestle
Bridge (near Nowa Nowa), this
koala wandered across the road in
front of the car.

Fortunately, it made it across the
road safely and quickly climbed to
safety.

Stony Creek Trestle Bridge is the
largest of its type in Victoria.

The size of it can be appreciated
when comparing it to the person on
the bicycle.

Cosstick's Weir, a little further
on from the bridge, is where we
spotted this snail.

It often rains when we visit Lakes
Entrance, but not this time!
Fudge and Butterscotch were waiting
for us when we got home, having been
faithfully looked after by Darryl in
our absence. Thanks, Darryl!
We
wondered where all the cats'
toys had gone - they were all
under the cupboard!

They both like their new cat
tower.

Fudge likes her window seat.
As you can see, it attaches to
the window via suction cups.

Butterscotch was keeping me
company as I was writing this
letter!

The apricot tree on which
Fudge is climbing grew inside
the cat run after it was
built!
In
late November, Satoshi and I
ventured to Caveat, a few
kilometres north of Yea. Our
friend, Betty Ladbury, hosts the
Parish Picnic at her property.
She always goes to a huge amount
of trouble to make sure everyone
is made to feel welcome there,
including providing scones with
jam and cream on arrival.
Thanks, Betty! Satoshi and I
made a weekend of it by staying
the night at a nearby Airbnb.
How lucky we were to enjoy such
a peaceful and relaxing time
away!
In early December, it was time
for the Year 3/4 camp. It was
held at Lyrebird Park which is
at Yellingbo in the Yarra
Ranges. As I was the teacher in
charge of this event, I spent
many hours in preparing for it.
How good it was when 80 students
and 9 members of staff arrived
safely back at school after a
happy and successful camp!
During 2024 I was privileged to
be able to attend a number of
concerts and musicals. The two
concerts that stand out are a
performance of Faure's Requiem
by the Melbourne Symphony
Chorus, and a particularly fine
rendition of Handel's Messiah by
the Melbourne Chamber Orchestra
and Polyphonic Voices. The
counter tenor soloist was Alex
Ritter, who I taught when he was
in Year 2! I also attended
several theatrical productions
including
Wicked and Beauty
and Beauty and the Beast,
Oliver! (in which the star was
August Kennon who I taught in
Year 4 last year) and
Circus
1903.
Satoshi and I continue to be
regular parishioners at St
John's Anglican Church in East
Malvern. Satoshi sings in the
choir (which is often said to be
one of the best church choirs in
Melbourne) and I play the organ
about once a month. We both find
that St John's fulfils our
spiritual needs with its rich
liturgy, beautiful music and
excellent preaching.
St
John's in May, 2024
Writing this
letter each year gives me time
to consider just how fortunate
I am. I have a roof over my
head, a good job, and very
close friends. These are the
most important aspects of
life. There are so many things
for which to be thankful,
especially when one considers
the violence, destruction and
poverty being experienced in
so many places, especially
Gaza and Ukraine.
I wish you a happy, healthy,
successful and peaceful 2025!
With much love,
And
now..... the answer to the
question:
It's a machine akin to a pianola which
can be rolled up in front of any
piano. The little projections press
the keys of the piano. It's only the
second time I have seen such a
machine. The other one was held at the
now closed musical village at Darnum.
PS. If you would like to read letters
from earlier years, you can do so
here.