The early miners’ staple diet consisted of ‘Damper and Tinned Dog’, washed down by the inevitable mug of black tea – a meal sufficiently filling to satisfy the cravings of appetites blunted by protracted periods of roughing it in the bush. Apparently, tinned meat, or tinned dog as it was mainly called, must have agreed […]
Spinifex and Sand:
06/02/2021 By Leave a Comment
Spinifex and Sand I will sing you a lay of W.A. Of a wanderer, travelled and tanned By the sun’s fierce ray, through the livelong day In the Spinifex and Sand. At the day’s first dawn, in earliest morn, As a soldier obeys a command, From his blanket he’s torn, still weary and worn, By […]
The Lonely Ghost by Evelyn Cull
30/01/2021 By Leave a Comment
The Lonely Ghost by Evelyn Cull 1968 Throw another log on the fire, boys, A billy of tea we’ll brew And while we drink a tale I’ll tell Of something strange but true I was camped one night out Malcolm way On the side of a sandy hill, I was sitting beside my fire, mates, […]
The Old Terbaccy Tin –
16/01/2021 By Leave a Comment
The Old Terbaccy Tin – In 1985 Dan Callaghan died and was buried in the Sandstone Cemetery. This poem was dedicated to him and all of the other old times who will forever provide us with inspiration: I found him lying by the road So I shut the old truck down And made him […]
Burt Street – by Vic Dale
09/01/2021 By Leave a Comment
Burt Street Boulder Oh the years have long strayed, where my younger days played The dust on a long summer breeze Our old house where we stayed, mother cried when she prayed The dust storms that came as they pleased The Old Trams of Burt Street, in an old world compete With steam on the […]
