Lilian's Tree

 Today, on our morning stroll, it was the feathered friends that took centre stage. The beautiful, cheeky pink and grey Galahs, were out enjoying what ever they could find in the grass. Last night they hung around in the gum tree, outside our patio door. Then we saw the shy but noisy Little Corella and were dived bombed! Cheeky. They kangaroos were out as well. Today we went to Kevin Sobels Wines for their annual wine club member's lunch. Being taken there in the bus, with others, so we could all enjoy the wine. Moscato and nibbles, on arrival and the chance to meet people. Lunch was served in one of the wine sheds, with empty oak barrels and crates of wine as the décor. A jazz band kept our toes tapping. A delicious three course meal, lots of different wines to taste, lots of laughter and interesting conversations. It was a very, very enjoyable day. Back to our place and we went for a walk. Dinner was cheese and bickies and wine, in front of ...

Judy G. Russell   from The Legal Genealogists posted an interesting blog  about going back to your childhood home, see the link below and it got me thinking about two of my childhood homes. One I know is demolished and villas are built on it the other, well I 'explored'. http://www.legalgenealogist.com/2017/08/05/the-house-of-childhood/ I spent the first nine and a bit years growing up in Earle Street, Arncliffe. I remember it as a good place to live, in the small street there were at least 10 kids, of varying ages, not counting the teenagers. I felt safe, was able to go and play and my mum would know where I was. I think life was simpler then. I'm not going to say safer, just that as kids we simply didn't know about the 'bad'  stuff. I remember that the two teenage boys, across the road, would race their billycarts down the street, turning at the bottom, just before the main road. The street runs between two very busy roads and they were busy back then t...