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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.


Tags: Words

I - Ink
Posted On 11/10/2017 22:18:06


How many of us can remember the Pen, Nib and the ‘Ink Well’  in the desks that were used in the Schools?...Along with those went the ‘Blotter’ for drying the Ink. I’m not sure what Grade I was in when we began using the Pen instead of the Pencils and Rubbers. It was about the time that we graded from printing words to Cursive…..I think I was in Grade 3.   I remember that there were two colours of Ink that we used. One was a dark blue and the other Red. The red ink was not used a lot by the students; however the Nuns/Sisters used it when correcting work. One sure couldn’t miss seeing the mistake when it was underlined with red Ink !!

The Ceramic Ink Well was on the top right of the desk next to the Groove that held the pens and pencils. I can’t remember any being on the left side for the children that were left handed.  Each morning before school commenced certain children were allotted to filling those Ink Wells. 

Learning to adjust to the Pen for some was difficult as the Pen had to be held in the correct position for the Ink to flow smoothly down the Nib. Sometimes if we dipped the Nib too deep into the Well and if we didn’t dab the nib onto the Blotter, excess Ink would drip onto our books and unlike the pencil it could not be erased. Thank goodness for the Blotters.

A favourite sport of mainly the boys when the Nuns/Teacher went out of the room for a few minutes was to make ‘Paper Planes’ with the Nibs  and using the bend of the Ruler to shoot these Nibs up to the Ceiling. The ceiling in our school was very high and it was only when a person looked upwards that they saw the ceiling riddled with these Paper Planes.   I don’t think the Teachers ever noticed as I cannot remember anyone ever getting into trouble for doing this.  The story goes that when the School was transferred/sold to the local Community, the Ceiling had to be replaced. No guess as to why?!!.

Back in those days Hand Writing with many people was an art….It was beautiful to see with the flowing curves of the letters and the slight slant to set it off. Sadly an art lost today. My parents and all in their generation had beautiful Cursive Hand Writing.

At home if we wanted to write in Ink we had Fountain Pens. These held a cylinder within the casing of the pen so it only had to be renewed every so often depending how much the pen was used. I remember a popular Gift given to people for their 21st Birthday or Special Occasions was a Gold or Silver Fountain pen inscribed with their Name and the Year on it. These Fountain Pens were treasured and people kept them for years, even after the Biro’s became popular.

Now when we think of Ink it is to refill the ink Tanks in our Printers!!.


Added Note--------An inkwell is a small jar or container, often made of glassporcelainsilverbrass, or pewter, used for holding ink in a place convenient for the person who is writing. The artist or writer dips the brush, quill, or dip pen into the inkwell as needed or uses the inkwell as the source for filling the reservoir of a fountain pen. An inkwell usually has a lid to prevent contamination, evaporation, accidental spillage, and excessive exposure to air. A type known as the travelling inkwell was fitted with a secure, screw lid so a traveller could carry a supply of ink in their luggage without the risk of leakage.


Inkwells gradually fell out of use in the early part of 20th century  as the reservoir fountain pen (which needs to be filled only occasionally) replaced the dip pen, which needed to be dipped in ink after writing a few lines. Old school desks had round holes for inkwells. 



Tags: Memories

H - Hobbies
Posted On 11/01/2017 19:08:53

H – Hobbies

I guess that most people have a Hobby or had hobbies during their life. I know of exceptions where folk are not and have not indulged in this rewarding pastime. It just has never interested them. I have always found these people to continually say that they are bored, time drags………I guess I’m crazy but I don’t understand this as I just don’t have enough hours in the day to accomplish all that I want to do and have always been that way.

The main Hobbies that I concentrate on now (apart from Computers) I began at an early age… These are, Photography, Gardening (In a much smaller way now) and Music. I bought my first Computer in 1999 and since then it has been at the centre of my attention. They fascinate me and I have gained such an enormous amount of pleasure from working with them. Have no idea how I ever managed without one!!!!.   Photography comes second from the time I bought my first camera when I was in my late teens.  I have two cameras an Olympus  Digital Compact and a Nikon DSLR.  At least one goes with me almost everywhere I go. One never knows when the opportunity of a good photo will arise. The one thing I notice now is that all through the years I was the one to be taking photos and when I look back over these photos I realise that the one person missing in family photos is me as I’m the one behind the camera.  Music is another love. On our farm that my father purchased,  the former owner left behind a Bellows Organ and I soon discovered that I could play tunes on it that I had heard over the radio. Then my late brother and I bought our first guitars and we basically taught ourselves to play, I then taught my older sister and we became a C & W duet singing at Concerts and shows etc. This continued until we both married and she moved to a town some distance away.    When my daughter showed a natural talent for music I bought a Piano and made sure that she had Music lessons (She is now a Music Teacher at a School in the City). Then I bought my first Yamaha keyboard and continued to play at different functions around the town. Now I just play for my own enjoyment.

Hobbytex was another Hobby that I loved doing. I was amazed last week when I had gone into a cafeteria to have a mug of coffee and they had a large display of Artwork . While I was waiting for the coffee to arrive I glanced around the walls and two pictures looked very familiar.   I became so curious that after I had my coffee I took a close look and was surprised to find that they were two that I had done some 30 years ago and had sold. The owners of the Cafeteria were as surprised as I was to find the connection.

Just thinking back on some of the hobbies and interests that I’ve had/enjoyed through the years….At a very early age I began corresponding with other kids of my own age from various parts of Australia and the world. Back in those days it was all accomplished by ‘Snail Mail’ and letters took a long time in transit especially overseas mail which in most cases took 2-3 weeks from the date of mailing. I looked forward to receiving letters from my friends for It was so interesting to learn about their family, the area where they lived, their customs, pastimes. I always called it my ‘Armchair Travelling’…some of the pals I kept for up to 35 years.  My dearest and closest friend came from North Battleford in Saskatchewan, Canada. Our Daughters were both the same age and we became very close friends making the occasional telephone call or sending voice recorded Audio tapes.  After she passed away some 10 years ago her daughter and husband came to visit with us for a week. I was sorry to see them leave.

This interest/Hobby/pastime led to my interest in collecting Stamps and by the time I was in my late 20’s to 30’s I had an extensive collection not of rare stamps but of variety. Eventually I divided the collection up to share amongst the Grandchildren that were interested in the same hobby. I dabbled in Oil Painting for quite a few years until we moved house and I had no place to set up my gear….A colleague at work talked me into attending Ceramic classes with her. That is/was an extremely interesting Hobby where we all made useful and pretty items….A local store took them on consignment and we all sold most of what we made there.  The man who took the Classes decided to give these away and that was the end of that hobby. Of course both Sewing and Knitting were not just a hobby but a necessity I found I had to learn…This saved us an enormous amount of money as I made most all the clothes that we wore.     Now I detest having to take up a hem!!!

My love for Photography and music still continue as does gardening and Computers.

Tags: Hobbies Recreation

G - Geonealogy
Posted On 09/25/2017 22:58:15

G – Geonealogy-----

As far back as I can remember I have always been interested in the lives of my ancestors on both sides of the family plus local History and especially of the early Polish settlers to this area.  I am a direct descendant of these early settlers…My Maternal G. G.  Grandfather along with his wife and two children, migrated here from Poland in 1848 being amongst the first early settlers to this colony. Then in 1855 and 1856, three of my Paternal G. Great uncles also migrated to South Australia from Poland to settle here in the Valley in an area known as ‘Polish Hill River’ (PHR). The Poles that settled in PHR were the largest group to migrate to Australia during the 1880’s. During my research I discovered that most of these Poles came from the same area in Poland and were related in some way which continued to occur after they settled here. It was comforting to learn of this relationship to Poland as it meant that they were not coming to a strange unknown world alone but would be with people that they already knew, could speak the same language and had the same customs. During the Years as the families of these Poles increased and the boys/men grew older and they themselves married there was not enough available land for all of them to purchase so many went North and settled there as although the land was not as productive they could purchase it more cheaply thus being able to buy larger holdings. My Paternal Grandparents Migrated in 1878. Gran was the niece of the three brothers who migrated in 1855-56.    I have through old Newspapers traced the route of the Barque/ship that they came out on. The journey from Hamburg to Port Adelaide took just on 4 months and on their arrival it was placed in quarantine over two weeks because several of the passengers had Diphtheria and passengers were not allowed on shore until everyone was cleared of the disease. From there they had to make the journey of close on 80 miles overland to reach their destination. The story is told that a few of the local Poles went by wagons to Port Adelaide to collect all the polish migrants that were aboard and bring them back to the Valley. One can imagine how rough, long and awe inspiring this journey must have been to these people, travelling on rough rutted country tracks through scrubland. They would have had to sleep out for several nights before reaching the Valley.

Gran’s father remained in Poland. I have no idea if she ever had contact with her Father or siblings after she migrated although I have a vague memory of once hearing her talk about a sister…After researching both her and Grandfather’s history I discovered that Gran’s Mother died when she was 5 years old and her father remarried and had more children which means that I would have relations living in Poland today.    It was my dream to visit Poland but alas not meant to be so will never get to meet them.  Gran and Grandfather had 11 children all born here. There were six boys and five girls.   My father was the 7th in the family.  Sadly four of their sons died all before the age of 20 years. Two at a very young age (5 weeks and 7 years)….The other two died at the ages of 17 and 19 years after contracting Typhoid Fever whilst working in the Mines at Broken Hill in New South Wales. This left just two boys in the family. My Father, and his older brother.   My Uncle although Married, had no children however my father produced seven of which I am the youngest. Although we know that my mother’s maternal side of the family came from Poland and we have all their history, very little is known about her father who she said came from Glasgow in Scotland.  Mum’s Mother died when she was 7 years old and her father died from an accident when she was 15 years. She had a younger sister and one older brother. After the death of her mother, both my mother and Auntie were cared for by the Sister’s at the Convent in the town where they then lived…Another brother died as an infant hence reason why little is known about her father. He had a common Scottish name and no records can be found although it’s quite possible with such a common name the records are there but to define which is his is extremely difficult.

I have treasured memories of my Paternal Grandmother who had a wicked sense of humour. A classic example was in her last few years she came to live with us on the farm and this particular day her eldest daughter and family from Broken Hill were visiting us and Gran and I were sitting on the ‘Miners Couch’ on the front Veranda.  Gran run off a sentence in polish and told me to repeat it.   This I did until she was satisfied I could say it fluently then she told me to go and see Auntie Toni and repeat the sentence to her. Not knowing the language or knowing what it was I was saying I went into the kitchen where my Auntie was, and repeated the sentence that Gran had told me….. Auntie Toni shook her head and said….. Do you know what you have just said?   I replied no…. She said who told you to say this?  I told her it was Gran…She gave me a Hug and laughingly said ‘You have just told me that ‘I’m a silly old goat” !!!!...At that time I was about 10 years old….Gran was 84 years when I was born but was a very fit lady as most of those Polish women were. Her mind was brilliant. Each Sunday we would go to visit her in the nearby Village where she lived. (Grandfather died from an accident in 1913 ) Often on these visits,  Gran would take me by the hand and we would go into her bedroom where she had a miniature chest on her Dressing Table and in it she kept pretty Handkerchiefs that were given to her. She would pick one out and give it to me. Not sure why she did this as I was the only child that she gave anything too.  Each Easter My Auntie’s would give her large Chocolate shaped Rabbits or Chickens that she never opened but placed them on shelves in her Dining Room. Whenever we visited her all of us kids when walking through the room and thinking no-one was looking would peel back a little of the wrapping and break a very small amount off. It was only when I was in my 40’s that an Aunt told me they knew we were doing this but never chastised us as we were so careful not to do too much damage. Gran lived until the grand old age of 97 years. I only wish that when she was alive I was older and could have asked her all about her life in Poland before she migrated and of her early years in this new land which became her home.

Tags: History

F - Football - Fever - Fans
Posted On 09/17/2017 19:39:03

F – Football – Fever – Finals – Fans - Females

The sport of Football in Australia has been around since 1897 (I’m adding more information on the origins of the game at the end of this Blog).

Up until recently Football was played during the winter months by boys at schools and in junior teams and at home or wherever there was a gathering of Boys. If there was a football around it just had to be kicked and marked (Caught).  As they matured they joined teams as ‘Colts’ then graded into the senior games playing for their home town and if they showed excellent qualities they were chosen by the ‘Scouts’ ….men who were on the lookout for good players to join one of the State teams. From here the best are chosen to play for one of the AFL (Australian League Football) teams, which is every boys wish.

Football is a Fast and furious game and nothing like the football played in the US. It has similar Character to the Gaelic Football played in Ireland, but with some differences such as the shape of the ball used and a few different rules that I won’t go into here.

Supporters are extremely ‘one eyed’ about their Team and during the Football Season, especially the AFL one has to be very careful when talking to an avid supporter.

At the moment we are into the Semi-finals play off which leads up to the Grand Final  to be played at the end of September.  The atmosphere is at fever point….The team that I barrack for has done well this season reaching round one of the semi –finals and after their win last weekend are now in the Preliminary Final’s to be played next weekend ….Not sure they will be good enough to reach the finals as they have to play the top very best teams to get into the Grand Final. Also one of their top players was injured on Saturday and won’t be playing again for this season which is quite a blow to the team.

As I mentioned earlier up until recently Football was a boys/man’s sport but this past 12 months the Females have formed their own teams and have begun to compete in State Games.  I have to confess that I’m not impressed on seeing the girls play such a rugged sport and what was until now a man’s game.  But such things as ‘equality’ have taken over.  I have tried to watch the Females play but to me it takes away their femineity. However, I realise that it is a sign of the times but many people think along the same lines as I do.  Also the situation has changed regarding the football commentators on the radio, now having a female joining the Group. Once again to me it does not sound right to hear this woman trying to talk like a ‘Macho’ man…I always have my radio on and listen to the games being played while I work in the house. I like the sounds of the Music, social and Sports features. Can’t bear the sound of a ‘silent’ home.  I used to enjoy listening to the Football commentators as they described the game. Their quips, explanations, description.   Most of these commentators are retired AFL Football players and have a good grasp of the game.  Having a Female try to describe the actions in a ‘Macho’ way tends to irritate me, but I’m gradually getting used to it and probably before long I’ll accept.  Alas a sign of Age I guess!! J

The Game:  Every Aussie Rules match follows the same format; it is competed between two teams, each of which has 18 players, and four interchange players. Considered a contact sport, AFL is held outdoors on a large oval-shaped grass pitch, and revolves around the advancement of an oval-shaped ball. At each end of the oval are two tall posts and the overall aim of AFL is for a team to score as many goals as they can, by kicking the ball through the opposing team’s goal posts, and to prevent the other team from doing the same – often by obstructing or tackling their opponents. Held in quarters, the winner is the team to have scored the most goals after all four quarters have been played. At the end of each quarter, which lasts 20 minutes, the play rotates and teams attack in the opposite direction.

Each Aussie Rules game is overseen by an umpire, who starts the match after a siren goes off, by bouncing the ball on the ground. With every match there are three field umpires, two boundary umpires who conduct throw-ins once the ball is out of play, and two goal umpires who are the official score-keepers. There is also an emergency umpire who can immediately replace any of the umpires if needed. Matches held during the day use a red ball, whereas night time games are played with a yellow ball.

The league currently consists of 18 teams spread over five of Australia's six states (Tasmania being the exception). Matches have been played in all mainland states and territories of Australia, as well as in New Zealand and China. The AFL season currently consists of a pre-season competition (currently branded as the "JLT Community Series"), followed by a 23-round regular (or "home-and-away") season, which runs during the Australian winter (March to September). The top eight teams then play off in a four-round finals series, culminating in the AFL Grand Final, which is held at the Melbourne Cricket Ground each year. The winning team in the Grand Final is termed the "premiers", and is awarded the premiership cup.

The relationship between Australian rules football and Gaelic football is the subject of controversy among historians. The question of whether the two codes of football, from Australia and Ireland respectively, have shared origins arises due to similar styles of play in both games.}

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