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R - Word - Railway
Posted On 05/15/2018 23:29:10

R Word


My memory ain’t what it used to be!! And that can be a total ‘pain’ at times!!  How many times have I walked into a room or gone somewhere in the garden or yard  with the sole purpose of doing a task…get there and totally forget what it was I set out to do!! Grrr. So not wasting the time I’ll look around to see if there’s anything I can do  as not to totally waste my time, then return back to point A and remember what it was that I had first set out to do.  My only consolation is that I tell myself (and my faithful furry companions)   is that the exercise is good for me!! .   Is this forgetfulness or are there too many things on my mind or am I distracted far too easily?!!.   When I think about it I don’t think that I am any worse today than what I was 10 years ago !! And that’s a consolation.


Railway and Riesling Trail

NEW-_RAILWAY-_STATIONOn the weekend of July 7th-8th   our rural town will be celebrating the centenary opening of the Railway to town and beyond.  It was officially opened on July 4th 1918 and was in use until 1982 when a disastrous bushfire swept the valley and destroyed many miles of the line, Bridges etc.  And with the modern era most goods for the Valley are now transported by road. The old railway line has been resurrected and turned into the ‘Riesling Trail’  a bicycle and Walking/hiking trail.riesling_trail-1831 This is extremely popular with locals and visitors from all over Australia and international tourists.  It’s a very pretty trail lined with trees and the many vineyards that occupy the Valley. Along the Riesling Trail are side trails that lead to places of interest such as Local Wineries, Historic Churches, abandoned buildings, Lookouts, small villages. At different intervals along the way the trail has information Plaques with pictures, the history of the Railway line, buildings etc.  The Riesling Trail is 35 miles long.  Taylors-_Wines-_ClareI have good memories of walking, jogging or riding my bicycle along the trail and was once     (unknown to me) filmed by a Television crew who were making a series about the trail. It was not until I was watching a segment of the show that I saw myself riding towards the camera and passing by. Thank goodness I did not disgrace myself by falling off the bike or riding into a ditch.




I have always enjoyed reading books. I still have the first books that were given to me as a child.  These were Birthday and Xmas gifts. Titles were ‘Milly Molly Mandy’ series ‘Blacky the Brumby’ and ‘Warrigal the Warrior’ also The Girls Annual ‘Modern’ story book. When my eldest sister first went out to work she gave me my first Science Fiction book.  Each week on shopping day my mother would buy several Women’s magazines. I would read them from cover to cover. I especially enjoyed the ‘English” Women’s Weekly and visualised living in Britain. Just enjoyed reading about other countries. My favourite books are Mystery stories, Books about animals and Science Fiction. After I bought my first computer I became addicted and reading I must confess has taken second place although I always have several books in progress on my bedside cabinet.


Tags: Railway Memory

Q - Quinces
Posted On 04/25/2018 20:27:50

Q – Quince

Whenever I think of the Q letter it reminds me of the one and only Quince tree that was growing quite near the home garden.

Quince oie_211421148_FOFe_UQW_sml.png_2is a fall fruit that grows in a manner quite like apples and pears. Back when I was a youngster every home garden had one growing, much the same as the ‘Fig’ tree. But alas their popularity has faded away over the years.  I know only of one local family that still has a tree growing today … I was pleasantly surprised on my last trip to the Supermarket to see them back on the shelf again.  The ripest, nicest quince will have a golden tone and smooth skin. When not ripe the fruit has a furry down on it. Most varieties are too hard and tart to be eaten raw, however when cooked they are delicious. The fruit can be made into a Jam or Jelly,oie_21142220_PBQY5_L9t_sml Stewed and served with Custard and Cream or made into a pie or other delicious recipes. Quinces are appreciated for their intense aroma and flavour.

The first clue that quince hides something special is its aroma. If you leave a quince on a sunny windowsill it will slowly release a delicate fragrance of vanilla, citrus and apple into your kitchen. If you peel a quince and cut it up, then cook it, those scents blossom into a wonderful perfume and the fruit itself magically turns from a yellow white to a deep rosy pink. When you stew quince in sugar and a little water or wine it becomes extremely delicious. The syrup from the cooked quince is delicious drizzled over Yoghurt or Icecream.

One of the wonderful childhood memories that stand out in my mind is of the Quince when the fruit is still very young and green and just forming a shape.  This shape looked very much like the bowl of the pipes that all the men of that era would use to smoke their tobacco with.  With my late brother who was 14 months older than I, we  would pick a young quince off the tree, cut off the top of the fruit, scoop out the inside leaving a shell then delicately cut a small round hole in the lower side. When we were satisfied with our work we then selected a stem of the Bamboo plant or a strong piece of straw from the Hay stack and then gently inserted it into the hole in the quince. We would then walk around or sit on the Miners Couch under the Verandah making out that we were smoking like the men!!.   At other times we would use this pipe to blow bubbles using a mixture made from soap in a small bowl of water (there was no liquid detergent in those days). It was simple things like this that gave us much pleasure.

The blossom on the Quince tree is beautiful.oie_2114731beb_JZicw_sml The petals are a reasonable size and can be in shades of the palest pink to a deep pink depending on the age of the blossom.

Quince Jelly

Yields 2 litre


3 Kg of ripe quinces

Castor sugar

3 Large lemons

3 litres of water (or enough to cover the quinces)


Wash the quinces and rub the skin well, then quarter them roughly. Put the cut up quince into a preserving pan with the water and simmer long and slowly until they become soft. It can take over an hour to cook and reduce the liquid. Strain through a Jelly bag overnight ( by jelly bag either use muslin cloth or a clean tea towel or a very fine sieve – whatever you have at your disposal that fits within that criteria will be fine). Do not force the juice as it will make it cloudy. Measure the juice into the preserving pan and for each 600 mls of juice add 375 grms castor sugar. Bring juice to simmering point, add the sugar and the strained Lemon Juice. Dissolve the sugar over a very low heat. Boil fast then begin testing for a set after 10 minutes. When soft set is reached , pour into small sterilised hot jars and seal.  This jelly stiffens during storage and looks like a Ruby Jewel in the jar.  It is delicious served with Lamb or baked Pork, or simply as Jelly with toast and butter for Breakfast,

Tags: Memories

P -Parents
Posted On 04/02/2018 20:11:19

P – Parents

Sadly both of my parents have passed away now.

My father was the first to go in 1970.  He died quite suddenly and peacefully at home whilst sitting on the front Verandah.  My dear mother died in 1982.  To this day I miss them both very much but strangely there are days when I not just visualise them but it is as though I can hear their voices although I realise it is only in my imagination.  I feel sure that many of you can relate to what I am saying.

 My father was the seventh child of a large family of eleven children. His parents migrated to South Australia from Poland in 1878. Three of Gran’s uncles migrated previously in 1855 and 1856. Gran’s father remained in Poland.  My father was born in 1888. There were six boys in this family and five girls. Sadly four of these boys all died before the age of 20 years.. When in their 20’s my father and his surviving older brother purchased a farm. On this property were two homes.  My uncle was the first to marry. This marriage was childless.  My father and mother married in 1932. They had a large family of seven children. In 1937 the brothers dissolved partnership and my father bought his own farm where we children grew up. He was well over six feet tall and solidly built. Although he was quite strict and tough on us children at times his dry sense of humour would show through.  When other surrounding farmers moved to the modern method of farming buying tractors to work the land, he continued to stay with his Clydesdale horses.  It was only when he was well into his seventies that he purchased his first tractor. My mother and I would stand and watch in awe and fear as he drove that tractor!!!.   He was fearless and how he never rolled that tractor is still a mystery to this day!!.  In his older years he loved to reminisce about the old days.  How I wish I had taped him telling his stories as this was a part of history that only people living in that era knew of.   It’s all too late now.

My mother was also of Polish descent on her maternal side of the family however, her father she said migrated from Glasgow in Scotland.  Mum’s mother died when she was just seven years of age. Sadly when she was fifteen years of age her father died as the result of an accident. She had one sister two years younger and a brother two years older. Both Mother and Auntie Eileen grew up in a Convent where a caring and loving Nun looked after them and it was here that they both attended School. After finishing school they went to live with their Grandmother. When they were old enough they both went out to work until they married.    In contrast to my father, my mother was small and dainty being just five feet in height. She had a lovely caring nature and was a born mother. She could always pacify small children and babies when others couldn’t.    Unlike myself she was a ‘chatterbox’ and could easily make conversation and make visitors immediately feel at home and welcome.. After my father died she purchased a lovely cottage in which she was very proud in a nearby town. Everyone was always made welcome.  I had taken her to the local Hospital one Saturday morning under her Doctors instructions after she had not been well. It was the following morning I received a phone call from the Matron of the hospital to tell me that whilst the nurses were making her bed and she was sitting in a chair chatting away to them when suddenly she became quiet and when they looked they found she had suddenly passed away. They did all that they could to revive her but to no avail. To me it was a blessing that she had not died alone at home where I would have found her on my daily visits.

I am sure we all have wonderful memories of our parents. They may be gone but not forgotten but their memories will always be with me.

Tags: Memories

O - Opal
Posted On 02/24/2018 00:18:23

O – Opals


Opal is one of the world's most beautiful and precious gemstones, predominantly found in Australia. It is one of only six types of precious gemstones found on planet earth, sharing prestigious company with diamonds, rubies, sapphires, emeralds, and pearls.   Over 95% of the world's precious opal comes from Australia, and opal is Australia's national gemstone.

Currently, Australia produces around 95% of the world's opal for use in the jewellery industry. Other countries in which opal is found in small amounts include Honduras, Mexico, former Czechoslovakia, and Brazil, however these types of opal often differ in appearance. Australian opal is considered the finest in the world.

The Australian export market for opals between 2000 and 2005, production figures for uncut gems varied between $100 million and $200 million.

Australia's Opal fields lie in the three states of Queensland, New South Wales, and South Australia, along the site of the ancient 'Great Inland Sea', or 'Great Artesian Basin'. White, or 'Milky' opal, is found in South Australia, Black opal is found in Lightning Ridge, NSW, and Boulder opal is found in Queensland.

The best time to visit the opal fields is April to September. Summer should be avoided due to the high temperatures and possible heavy rains making road access impossible in some areas.

Black Opal Black Opal.png Black opal is characterised by a dark body tone causing brightness of colour which is unmatched by lighter opals. Black Opals are usually mined in Lightning Ridge, New South Wales, and are the most famous, and sought-after type of opal. The term 'black opal' does not mean that the stone is completely black (a common mistake), it simply means the stone has a dark body tone in comparison to a white opal.

White Opal White Opal.png White Opal - Also known as 'milky opal', white opal features light white body tones, and is mined in South Australia. White opal is more common and because of its body tone, generally does not show the colour as well as black opal. Nevertheless, white opals can still be absolutely magnificent in colour.

 Boulder OpalBoulder Opal.png   Boulder opal forms on ironstone boulders in Queensland. This type of opal is often cut with the ironstone left on the back, as the opal seam is usually quite thin. Leaving the ironstone on the back means that boulder opal can be very dark and beautiful in colour. The opal forms within the cavities of the boulders in both vertical and horizontal cracks. Boulders vary in shape and size, from as small as a pea, to as big as a family car. Boulder Opal has a tendency to cleave; when cleaved the "split" leaves two faces of opal, with a naturally polished face.

Crystal Opal Crystal Opal.png    Crystal opal is any of the above kind of opal which has a transparent or semi-transparent body tone - i.e. you can see through the stone. Crystal opal can have a dark or light body tone, leading to the terms "black crystal opal" and "white crystal opal.


Where are the opal fields in Australia?....Although there are lots of opal mining towns in Australia there are four which have become household names –Coober Pedy and Andamooka in South Australia and White Cliffs and Lightning Ridge in New South Wales. They are wild and unruly places surrounded by a moonscape of mullock humps where people fight against horrendous climate conditions in their search for precious gemstones. They are, as one observer noted, 'monuments to the tenacious optimism of all mankind'.

Opal Mines are indicated by an Orange dot


Tags: Gemstones Minerals

N - Necklace.
Posted On 01/20/2018 20:47:39

N – Necklace

Why oh why is it that they make the clasps on many necklaces so difficult for a person to open?  I’m not a person who wears a lot of jewellery apart from earrings but when I was in the City during the Xmas break I went into a store in a large shopping complex to purchase a gift for my granddaughter. The store had special discounts during the pre-week to Xmas and there was a huge selection on display. After I bought the initial gift I browsed around for earrings and a necklace for myself as its years since I pampered myself. Two necklaces really caught my attention and both were not overly expensive. One was a nice silver chain and the other a pretty gold chain. These were short necklaces and just what I wanted so I bought them both plus two pairs of earrings. A silver pair and a pretty gold and black set. Once again not overly expensive but as I have sensitive skin I had to select the allergy free ones.  Last night I had to go out and good clothing was essential. That’s fine as I keep a few mix and match outfits for these occasions. The last thing I put on was the gold necklace and earrings.  I found the clasp on the necklace was quite difficult to undo but finally managed it. All’s fine until I came home and went to remove the necklace only to find I could not open the catch!!. Next day here I am at home wearing this necklace!!. (Never wear necklaces at home) I’ve tried several times and failed…Because it is a short necklace I can’t pull it over my head so it has to be undone to take off. I’ll continue trying today and if I can’t remove it I’ll visit with my cousin and get her to undo the catch!!

NEWS…I don’t always watch the News on the TV as my radio is on during the day and that keeps me up to date with most everything that is happening locally, nationally or overseas. Most of what we see on the TV news is depressing and bad and sometimes far out. I dislike the reporters out interviewing families who have had a sad loss or people in trouble and they pursuantly force themselves in front of these people pestering them with the same questions over and over again. That irritates me.  I wonder how these reporters would feel if someone did the same to them. I also don’t buy Newspapers as if I want to know anything I can go online and read it.  What is printed today can be misleading not as it was years ago when whatever was printed had to be factual or people could sue these papers. Back in those days I remember that the Newspaper had to place an apology if they printed something that was incorrect.  When I worked in our local History Room one of my tasks was to index two of the local old Newspapers dating back to the 1850’s through to 1950.  Those Newspapers were a mine of information and factual. What they printed was 99% correct and always very informative describing incidents clearly and truthfully. Now, all these old Newspapers from across Australia have been digitised and available online which makes it so convenient for people wanting to research their ancestors or the places where they lived. I am continually using this method now.

Nectarines…Fruit is in full season now and fresh fruit is readily available growing on trees in the backyard or in the Supermarkets and stores. I enjoy all fruit.  My favourite fruit is the Nectarine, especially the old traditional variety. The flavour is awesome especially when they are firm but not over ripe. That’s how I like all fruit.  I have several citrus and plum trees in my backyard but unfortunately not a nectarine and at my age it’s a bit late to plant one.  My daughter bought several fruit trees these past few years and planted them  included a nectarine.

Noodles and Nuts….Well what can I say about nuts!!   I’m addicted to them. I’ll pass on Sweets/candy and chocolate but not nuts. Really don’t have a favourite.. Love all varieties. And can’t help myself if any are around I’m constantly nibbling away and that is why I won’t have them in the house. Only for special occasions.  Noodles is another food that I like. There are always a few packets in my Pantry and when I feel like something quick easy and light for lunch I’ll take a packet and make it up in a jiffy.  

Tags: Jewelery

M- Meals
Posted On 01/10/2018 19:59:31


MOW or better known as Meals on Wheels….Today at 11.15 am, I drove to a friend’s home to pick her up as she helps me to deliver these meals. I then drove to our local Hospital to collect those meals.

There are 4 volunteers each day and 2 routes….We do route one and the other volunteers  deliver to route two.  It usually takes us about one to one and a half hours as by the time we collect the meal, drive to the recipients home deliver the meal and check to make sure that they are OK return back to the Hospital unload everything and pack it all away.

The people we deliver the meals too  are either elderly, had recent surgery or have been ill or unable to drive.

The meals consist of three courses. The Main meal, Soup, and a Desert. They are cooked in the Hospital’s kitchen and served out into ‘Take Away Containers’ the main meal is placed into Hot Boxes ( Containers that are plugged into the electricity until we collect them)so that they stay hot.  Another container holds the soup and another an Esky that holds the deserts.

The same meal does not apply to all the people as there may be someone who is allergic to particular food or is a Diabetic….can’t eat specific food eg vegetables meats or just do not like certain foods and so on. The instructions for the Volunteers are written in a book stating who has that particular meal plus written on the containers so that we can see that particular person’s meal amongst all the others that must be delivered. As we deliver to each client we tick off their name to show that it has been delivered.

If there is no response to our knocking on the door or we cannot deliver that meal to a client we contact the person in charge to let them know and they then follow up to make sure that the Client is OK.

Jo and I are rostered on twice a month…She is almost 84 years old but continues to do as much voluntary work as she can….sadly most of the volunteers around the town are in the 60 – to 80 age group. The younger folk just don’t want to do this work anymore but if it’s something to do with Sport then they don’t hesitate to become involved which means that most of these organisations will most probably close in the next 10 years or so. 

Tags: Volunteering

L - Learning
Posted On 01/05/2018 00:31:31

L – Learning/Listening

Little by little as the years roll by I am forever learning something new and gaining more knowledge and experience to store in my mind….Like most everyone,  I hope that I can continue to remember what I have learnt although I find now like a computer I need to hit the ‘Refresh’ button every so often for if I haven’t worked on a project for a time it’s not as easy to do again.  That also applies with people I meet. Because of my impaired vision I’ve never been good at recognising faces until they are close.  Does anyone ever have that experience when walking in the street or in a crowd when you see a face that looks familiar but you can’t put a name to that face?  It’s usually when I’ve walked 10 paces past them it suddenly dawns on me who that person was/ is!!!....Thankfully, friends know that I am not deliberately ignoring them so usually they speak first and hearing their voice I immediately know who it is.

Looking back over the years it’s surprising just how much knowledge I have gained (not including my school years) but with working and the things that have grabbed my interest so much that I just have to work on it until I can do it….It’s the ‘challenge’ and I think that is what most of us accept,  not realising that by working at these things our mind is stimulated by all the learning, I’m convinced it must help with our mind/memories as we age.

Listening is something I’ve never taken for granted. Basically I’m a quiet rather shy person (I know you wouldn’t think so but I can express myself better with writing than actually speaking) Go figure!!....I think it’s being the youngest in a family of 7 children as by the time all the others had their say there wasn’t much left for me to add. When in a group of people I much prefer listening to what everyone is saying rather than contributing.

Learning to speak another language is something I’ve always wanted to do especially polish as that is the country where most of my ancestors came from. I think for many people like me one has to learn it whilst young.  When I was young I asked my father to teach me how to speak Polish but he would reply ‘Oh I‘ve forgotten’ but this was not so as every Sunday we would go visit with my Grandmother and they would discuss things in Polish that they did not want we children to know about. Then when they finished their talk they would speak in English. I realised many years later that if I had learnt polish then I too would have known what it was they were talking about and obviously it was subjects that children, especially in that era should not know.   

Lightening is something I am fascinated by although I don’t like severe Thunderstorms. It’s more the sudden clap of thunder that frightens me but the different strokes of lightening at night always amaze me.  Whenever we have such storms two of my little dogs cling to my side, especially little Chanelle who I have to cuddle and soothe her until the storm passes. Kindy is fine so long as she can lie by my side… However Muffy gets so angry he races outdoors and barks furiously trying to search for whatever it is making the noise even when the heavens open up and the rain tumbles down. I’ve learnt to lock their doggie door until the storm passed to prevent him from being drenched with water.

I hope that during the future years I can continue to learn and accept new challenges but one never knows what the future holds.

Tags: Education

K - Kites - Kazoos
Posted On 12/05/2017 00:51:07

K – Kites -  Kazoo

I have been thinking about some of the things that we did as kids growing up on the farm to amuse ourselves.  Things that were inexpensive or home- made.  Making Kites was something that the boys especially were good at and they were serious about these.  My eldest brother and a cousin who lived on another farm about two miles from us would spend hours designing and making these Kites. They were mostly made out of the Bamboo canes as the frames (this was very light wood but strong).   I can still picture the boys  kneeling on the slate Verandah surrounded by bamboo canes, balls of string, brown paper, glue and an assortment of water paints of various colours to paint designs on the Kites.  After the kite was finished to their satisfaction we would walk to a hill in a nearby paddock to test out the kite. Sometimes they would have to lengthen or shorten the tail. If it flew OK then we younger kids were allowed to have a turn at flying the kite. Of course that depended on the size of the Kite as the larger they were the harder they would be to hold.

 Sometimes the Kite would begin flying well then without warning do a nose dive and crash into the ground. Then major repair work had to be done. Once we younger kids learnt how the boys made their kites, we would make smaller ones of our own.  That was a favourite summer pastime.

 When our two children were young we also gave them a Kite…..At that time we were milking two Nanny Goats as my son was allergic to Cow’s milk.  This particular day when they were flying it in the paddock close to the house and the Kite crashed to the ground,  before they had time to retrieve that Kite one of the Goat’s had grabbed it and began chewing it up !!   That was the end of that Kite.      Goats are not fussy creatures and will eat most everything.

For Xmas one year, my mother gave my younger brothers and myself a kazoo each. We were all musically inclined and it wasn’t long before we were making tunes with these. I’m not sure if these little instruments are available now but they were very popular when I was a youngster. We spent lots of our spare time either in our rooms or sitting out under the Verandah playing tunes together. I also remember that another year we were given a Recorder each. We must have sounded OK as I can’t remember being told to stop playing ‘that noisy thing!!’.

Another inexpensive musical instrument we used was a ’leaf’ off a Eucalypt (Gum tree) we would fold them in half and then blow threw that fold which produced a whistling sound/note that could be changed by the strength of the air we blew into it.  Surprisingly very pretty tunes can be achieved by doing this. 

Ramblings of childhood days!!

Tags: Ramblings Of Childhood

J - Jackaroo - Jumbuck
Posted On 11/17/2017 18:00:08

J – Letter  Jackeroo - Jumbuck

 When it came to the J Letter I wasn’t all that sure what to write about.  I thought of several subjects but wasn’t really happy with those then one night when I couldn’t sleep (Why is it mostly at night that we think of these things that otherwise escape us?) The thought occurred to me of writing about the meaning of some of the Australian ‘Slang’ words that are used here. Many of the words that I grew up with are gradually fazing out as we become more of a Multi-Culture Society but are still used by the middle age group through to we older generation whilst the younger generation continue to use the more common ones.

 Following is a list of some of the words and meanings that are still used today.

Jackaroo - A jackaroo is a young man (the feminine equivalent is ‘jillaroo’) working on a sheep or cattle station, to gain practical experience in the skills needed to become an owner, overseer, manager, etc.  The word originated in QueenslandAustralia in the 19th century and is still in use in Australia and New Zealand in the 21st century.   Its origins are unclear, although it is firmly rooted in Australian EnglishAustralian culture and in the traditions of the Australian stockmen. The word 'jillaroo' for a female land worker was coined in the Second World War and persisted into the 21st century. During the war it was necessary for women to take on all the occupations followed traditionally only by men. Jillaroos were the female equivalent of jackeroos.

Waltzing Matilda" is Australia's best-known bush ballad, and has been described as the country's "unofficial national anthem".

The title was Australian slang for travelling on foot with one's belongings in a "matilda" (swag) slung over one's back.   The song narrates the story of an itinerant worker, or "swagman", making a drink of billy tea at a bush camp and capturing a stray jumbuck (sheep) to eat. When the jumbuck's owner, a squatter (wealthy landowner), and three mounted policemen pursue the swagman for theft, he declares "You'll never take me alive!" and commits suicide by drowning himself in a nearby billabong (watering hole), after which his ghost haunts the site.

Waltzing Matilda

Once a jolly swagman camped by a billabong
Under the shade of a coolibah tree,

He sang as he watched and waited 'til his billy boiled

You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me

Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me

He sang as he watched and waited 'til his billy boiled,
you'll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me

Down came a jumbuck to drink at the billabong,
Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him with glee,
he sang as he shoved that jumbuck in his tucker bag,
you'll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me

Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
you'll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me
he sang as he shoved that jumbuck in his tucker bag,
You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me

Up rode the squatter, mounted on his thoroughbred,
Up rode the troopers, one, two, three,

With the jolly jumbuck you've got in your tucker bag?
You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me.

Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me

With the jolly jumbuck you've got in your tucker bag?
You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda, you scoundrel with me.

Up jumped the swagman and sprang into the billabong,
You'll never catch me alive, said he,

And his ghost may be heard as you pass by that billabong,
you'll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me.

Jabiru - The black-necked stork is a tall long-necked wading bird in the stork family. It is a resident species  with a disjunct population in Australia. It lives in wetland habitats and certain crops such as rice and wheat where it forages for a wide range of animal prey. Adult birds of both sexes have a heavy bill and are patterned in white and glossy blacks, but the sexes differ in the colour of the iris.  It is one of the few storks that is strongly territorial when feeding.

Jumper (A pull-on sweater) any type of knit shirt that is pulled over the head rather than buttoned up……

Joey – (A baby Kangaroo) A female

 kangaroo gives birth to a tiny ‘Joey’ that weighs about 2gm and is the size of a jellybean. ... Before the birth, the mother kangaroo licks her fur to make a track so that the joey can climb up into her pouch

journo (journalist). There was a newspaper article about "dodgy journos," meaning sloppy or dishonest journalists.

Jumble – Rummage Sale           

Jelly = Jell-O

Jarmies - Pyjamas, bed clothes

Jaffas is an Australian registered trademark for a small round sweet consisting of a soft chocolate centre with a hard covering of orange flavoured, red coloured confectionery. The name derives from the Jaffa orange. The sweet is part of both Australiana and Kiwiana.


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