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The Last Word

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An interesting but sad case, unfortunately not an isolated example.

I remember an elderly chap in Adelaide known as piccolo pete who used to play for small coins on the street corners of Adelaide. He was harmless and very well known. As a kid my dad would give me a coin to put in Pete's hat on the pavement. These days people would just walk by and make out they can't see these folk.

On our property we had an old man who was a friend of my grandfather. They served in the First World War together and had what we would now call post traumatic syndrome. He came from a well to do family and became a hermit on one of our out stations living on his own. My grandfather would drag him onto the train each year to go to the Anzac Day march in Adelaide. There he would get kitted out with clothes for the next year. He lived on our property until he died and my dad found a pile of bank cheques and notes stuffed into a sunshine powdered milk tin. He said there must have been a couple of thousands of pounds then dollars after the currency converion. Some of the cheques went back 30 years.

Dad got permission from the police to have him buried on the property saying it was his home for most of his life and he never wanted to leave it.

tlw

hermits

CB

Sounds like you come from a long line of caring folks.

Are your parents or family still on the station ?

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Sounds like you come from a long line of caring folks.

Country people are typically like that - we take care of our own. It was not unusual for men to live out their entire life on stations such as ours. They had no where else to go and the homestead became the only home they had.

Things have sadly changed now - much harder to make a living and with much fewer people

Are your parents or family still on the station ?

The family still have the property and our place has been amalgamated into a much larger one. That is the process of how properties grow in that sort of country. Our station was made up of six smaller ones that proved to be too small and went broke. Over the years the family bought or took over these smaller ones. They then became these "out stations" and the cottages were where stockmen lived or stayed for a time. With modern ie petrol power it is less common but in the old days of horses it could take days or even a week to go from one side to the other.

When I was a kid our place was 89,643 acres made up of six farms now it is marginally too small at just of 210,000 acres. We had 12 men working full time on the place with two cooks and a home hand who did the garden and orchard. Now the place only has one of my cousins and his family living there.

tlw kings of grass castles

Sounds like you come from a long line of caring folks.

Country people are typically like that - we take care of our own. It was not unusual for men to live out their entire life on stations such as ours. They had no where else to go and the homestead became the only home they had.

Things have sadly changed now - much harder to make a living and with much fewer people

Are your parents or family still on the station ?

The family still have the property and our place has been amalgamated into a much larger one. That is the process of how properties grow in that sort of country. Our station was made up of six smaller ones that proved to be too small and went broke. Over the years the family bought or took over these smaller ones. They then became these "out stations" and the cottages were where stockmen lived or stayed for a time. With modern ie petrol power it is less common but in the old days of horses it could take days or even a week to go from one side to the other.

When I was a kid our place was 89,643 acres made up of six farms now it is marginally too small at just of 210,000 acres. We had 12 men working full time on the place with two cooks and a home hand who did the garden and orchard. Now the place only has one of my cousins and his family living there.

tlw kings of grass castles

Hi C.B.,

You've got me sitting here in front of my screen flicking through "A Field Guide To The Flinders Ranges" by David Corbett at the same time, trying to work out which way from Quorn you were, and figured it's was either e.s.e towards Bruce, or eastish to Carrieton, or possibly n.eastish to Willochra, can't imagine it was west as I can't remember anything out there but saltbush. (Once you got over the Range that is- but perhaps my memory deceives)

210,00 acres, have you tried explaining that to many Thais ?

Yeah hard Yakka working out that way mate, makes me live in wonder about the folk that opened up that country.

Quote from book "Exceptional rains made 1889 the wettest year for a decade or more, and produced wheat yields that greatly heartened northern farmers. Carrieton railed away 27,000 tons of Wheat - a record never reached again.

I bet Grandad had a tale or two to tell.

Reckon he should have the last word.

Hi C.B.,

You've got me sitting here in front of my screen flicking through "A Field Guide To The Flinders Ranges" by David Corbett at the same time, trying to work out which way from Quorn you were, and figured it's was either e.s.e towards Bruce, or eastish to Carrieton, or possibly n.eastish to Willochra, can't imagine it was west as I can't remember anything out there but saltbush. (Once you got over the Range that is- but perhaps my memory deceives)

Towards Carrieton. Family have property spread from the original farm at Truro. Cornish tin miners who got some pay gold at Ballarat and moved out of the convict states to get free land in South Australia. From there they went to Snowtown, Orroroo, Peterborough, and Quorn. One group headed up to Longreach in Queensland. Over the long (in Australia) Christmas School break I did droving camps from Longreach to Gepps Cross. We picked up unbranded cattle and fattened them on the "long paddock" - by the time we made Adelaide even the bulls had all had triplets :o

210,00 acres, have you tried explaining that to many Thais ?

I was in Texas and got into a bar discussion about size of ranches, stock numbers etc. One of the guys was waxing lyrically about his 600acres of prime beef ranch. I snorted with laughter and said that it was smaller than our horse paddock. I told him our home station was 89,643 acres and we were carrying about 10,000 cattle and 30,000 sheep. Texan pride came up and they told me I was lying. Australian pride came up and we called my dad who was greatly impressed when he answered the telephone to a drunk Texan whose opening line was "HOW BIG IS YOUR RANCH!" My dad explained we don't call them ranches but told him the acreage. The guy then demanded to know how many sheep, cattle, dogs, and horses. Dad patiently told the guy and then said "Is my son there and would you please put him on the line?" I declined to speak and hung up. The guys were so impressed they paid my bar tab plus a lot more and I went out onto the ranch to see. Totally different country to home. They also were determined to see if I could ride a horse and gave me a mongrel mustang with a hard mouth and bad temper. I did ok and they were very nice people.

I bet Grandad had a tale or two to tell.
My grand dad was one of the original hard men. He was in the 10th Light Horse at Gallipoli and lost his left arm in France. He came back and still managed to run the place. He was out mustering on a horse at 70 and it stumbled in a rabbit warren. He fell and broke his hip. Having only one arm and being old he knew he would never be able to walk again. Called in my dad, his brothers and sister. Told them individually what he thought and wanted them to do. They left, he turned to the wall and allowed himself to die in his sleep overnight.
Reckon he should have the last word.

Always.

Ok enough about me - what about you?

Oh and the last word is history

CB

I tell ya what, ya don't drop in for a few days and when you do the last word is Unrecognisable!!!

I tell ya what, ya don't drop in for a few days and when you do the last word is Unrecognisable!!!

Sorry suegha, C.B. & I got distracted some where in the "Flinders" but we are back on track now, probably the "Birdsville"..... :o

which probably has the last word in horse-races !

I tell ya what, ya don't drop in for a few days and when you do the last word is Unrecognisable!!!

Sorry suegha, C.B. & I got distracted some where in the "Flinders" but we are back on track now, probably the "Birdsville"..... :D

which probably has the last word in horse-races !

Horse racing - the sport of Kings and run by scoundrels for commoners

tlw Melbourne Cup

Oh and yes sorry about the total tangent on the last word - we got way out of control. Good thing that JG wasn't here to beat up as as wanklettes :o

CB

I miss JG - and that's my last word on it!

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I have studied the 2 Avatars very closely,

and I reckon that Suegha and Patsycat are related

TLW........ :o

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I have studied the 2 Avatars very closely,

and I reckon that Suegha and Patsycat are related

TLW........ :o

We have met for a drink an Samui, if that means anything. Patsy likes cats, whereas my real life nick-name is Tiger.

You beast !!!!

Only in the bedroom! :D:o

I had expected a flurry of "hey stop bashing Pattaya - it's a great place and nothing like you people seem to think". Pity that.

tlw disappointed

CB

I like Pattaya, apart from one thing, food poisoning can be a real bitch..... didn't go out until last night..... and then someone else got the last word.

George .......... TLW

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I have studied the 2 Avatars very closely,

and I reckon that Suegha and Patsycat are related

TLW........ :D

We have met for a drink an Samui, if that means anything. Patsy likes cats, whereas my real life nick-name is Tiger.

Close but no cigar - the nickname is Tigger not Tiger - the extra "G" is the salient point. :o

Suegu's "call me Tigger baby" New Avatar

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:D

CB

I'm called: Tigs, Tiggy, Tigger, Tiger and every other variation you can think of!

I might try the new avatar though...

Robbed. TLW

Now you know how us Aussies feel after playing Italy in the World Cup.

Devastated.....TLW

I'm called: Tigs, Tiggy, Tigger, Tiger and every other variation you can think of!

I might try the new avatar though...

I think it suits you.

but wait there's more:

post-36525-1195365314.gif

:o

CB

Robbed. TLW

Now you know how us Aussies feel after playing Italy in the World Cup.

Devastated.....TLW

Never mind mate, there's always a bright side. at least the loss to Italy prepared you for the 20/20 WC and the RWC.

Acceptance TLW.

I'm called: Tigs, Tiggy, Tigger, Tiger and every other variation you can think of!

I might try the new avatar though...

I think it suits you.

but wait there's more:

post-36525-1195365314.gif

:o

CB

I like this one too. However, it might get a little annoying after a while!

It took me about 30 seconds of amusement before I wanted to pound him into the keyboard - I love Tigger (the Pooh character) but that is one annoying avatar.

From the movie "The Crow" [slightly modified] "here's a quick impression "boing, boing, bamm! dead!, got it"

CB

"Robinson Crusoe". by Daniel Defoe

The last word..................."hereafter."

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