My home town.
I spent many hours playing in this Post Office.
My maternal Grandmother operated it
since before World War II until about
twelve or eighteen months prior to
her death in 1959.
These acorn trees seemed fairly large back in the 1950s
and they are not much larger now.
They stand at the north end of town
just outside the Hotel which, sadly, closed
late last year…according to Facebook.
Our Railway Station closed in the 1970s.
However, I still have vivid memories of
carting bales of wool and loading them on to railway trucks,
not mentioned unloading bags of super/fertiliser.
From memory each bag weighed 186 and 2/3 pounds
and was manually unloaded onto our truck and
then unloaded and stacked in our woolshed until
they were required to spread on to the paddocks
The building, left rear, is the first school I ever attended.
A new school was under construction and I only
spent a week or two there before moving to the new building.
In the 1960s the old school was moved to its current site
where it has served a Scout Hall ever since.
The blue doors are the entrance to the town hall.
Many years ago my hometown was represented on a map
by a circle ( ⭕️) which meant the town’s population was under 150.
According to the 2016 census the township AND
the surrounding area had a total population of 322 residents.
Just thought I would throw that in as I once taught some
visiting Chinese students, some of which said they came
from a ‘small town’ of 10,000,000 residents.