The Dirty Acre – The Boulder Block

Rather rowdy, Dingy, cloudy, Dusty, dirty, dim and dowdy, Thirsty throats to mock. Can’t mistake her, Good drought slaker, Six pubs to the bloomin’ acre, Weary hummers, Beery bummers, Cadging ‘deeners’, ‘zacks’ and ‘thrummers’, Mooching in a flock, Frontispieces hard and chilly, Sparring pots off ‘Dick’ and ‘Billy’ (‘Nough to drive a barman silly) On […]

Where Belinda Brought the Drinks!

by Andree Hayward 1896 In the outback pub it was always know when ‘womenfolk’ would be arriving in town. The news could never be kept secret. When the weekly coach arrived all eyes would be on the lookout to catch a glimpse of the ‘new girl’. There was no lack of assistance in helping with […]

The Smith’s – by Dryblower Murphy

The SMITH’s – By Edwin Greenslade Murphy eg ‘Dryblower Murphy” We had many problems set us when Coolgardie was a camp When a journey to the Goldfields was meant a coach fare or a tramp We has water troubles, tucker ditto, also that of gold, how to clothe ourselves in summer, how to dress to […]

Old Timer – By Tony Bozich

OLD TIMER Charlie Nalty, of  Coolgardie Westral Wheel Race fame, cant be forgot by the older generation, to Goldfields schools sometimes he came giving half holidays and warm oration. Charlie carried Glory of the Old Days, real turn of the century stuff, he seemed to personify that phase when life was not unhappy, but tough. […]

I’m Off to the Diggings by Andrew Park

Here’s off to the diggings of gold Australia’s our home where wealth is untold Up, Up with your pick, take your shovel in hand. Here’s off, Here’s off to a happier land We dread not the voyage, though distant and long We’ve a compass to steer by, our arms they are strong. And ne’re into […]