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IN THE TIME OF THE FIRST FLEET THERE WAS A PENALTY OF DEATH FOR SODOMY WITH MAN OR BEAST. http://www.wilsonsalmanac.com/book/jul9.html ....
An account of William Nash and Maria Haynes, first fleeters to Australia and descendants.
Saturday, 12 April 2008
Friday, 11 April 2008
stories and bits and pieces
Two blocks south was Sutherland Primary my school from five years old.
Miss Cropp was my first teacher in kindergarten.
Stories
- On November 25, 2006 at 3:52 am cedric williams Said:
Something similar story to my grandmother Lucy Williams (nee Pike) who was part Aboriginal but the family will not admit it. My website is http://www.freewebs.com/daone89/index.htm
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On November 25, 2006 at 7:59 am ninglun Said: Thanks, Cedric. Your site is very interesting.
On that site Cedric writes:
I’m one of the many descendants of John Williams, who was a reluctant soldier, a Welshman in the English army and his wife Sarah, daughter of William Nash, a marine in the First Fleet to Australia, 1788, and Maria Haynes, convict (or not a convict) according to which family history you read)
He ran off after being brutally flogged but was recaptured and sentenced to penal servitude and transported to the convict settlement of Port Jackson, now Sydney, New South Wales, Australia.
He lives in Canada these days, but I note his life (like mine) goes back to The Shire and Woronora Cemetery. It was in the bush near there that I first sensed that haunted spirit of the bush which D H Lawrence so perceptively describes in Kangaroo, and as Cedric says, I now believe (without being all Twilight Zone about it) it was some sense of this:
I guess I won’t be going back to fill a plot in Woronora cemetery, after all.
So long Australia, land of my ancestors, pioneers and convicts and maybe some dark people flitting through the red-gums, where they hunted for the last forty thousand years.
One found traces here and there in rock overhangs, or grooves on rocks by the creek, and one wondered…
Most pioneer Aussies, were not habitual churchgoers, as they came from Britain’s lower classes, and were not known for reverence of religion. That was the domain of the middle classes, while the richest social segments used religion to hold onto their high positions of power and land and money. Superstitions and religion have always been used to bamboozle the plebs and keep them in their place.
These pioneers had their children baptized as the easiest way to establish a birth notice. The struggle for life’s necessities gave them little time either for education or church-going, but they became experts at fencing a few acres, chopping wood, washing babies’ bottoms and cooking kangaroo-tail soup among other things.
Some other things would include how to get bush ticks out of cattle and kids, and giving birth without medical help and dying far from clergy.
It is not surprising that the Australian psyche evolved with a disdain for cant and dogma but with an underlying sense of fair play and social justice.
This attitude eventually was belatedly directed towards the Aboriginal original inhabitants, but it took a long time.
In the early days, brutality was so common from government administration down even towards ordinary citizens, and blacks were considered subhuman vermin, to be contained, bred white, worked with little pay and otherwise ignored.
Go and read Cedric’s stories.
- On November 25, 2006 at 4:45 pm Jim Belshaw Said:
Neil, I will write something properly on this post because it deserves promotion. I have given Warren’s business two plugs so far in stories.
On Cedric, I looked at his site. I wonder whether he went to school at TAS or De la Salle. I was interested in the Armidale connection.
- On November 28, 2006 at 5:43 pm cedric williams Said:
Thanks Jim, I was at T.A S. for awhile but because my family could not afford the fees I transferred to Armidale High School and boarded at St John’s Anglican. I remember playing De la Salle College rugby union and they almost always won, because I was told they did not get supper if they lost the game.
I used to eat pie peas and potatoes at Sourris cafe. Peter Sourris was in fifth year when I was in fourth. He was in my dorm, as was Geoff Nunn who was a champion butterfly stroke swimmer and also there was a son of a Tenterfield bank manager whose name i can’t recall but who was a swot and came first in most subjects.
I remember bicycling out to Black Mountain and excursions to Walcha and the surrounding bushland. I have a story about it and I will try to persuade my son to put it on the webpage soon.
- 17 sept 2007.
by Ric W.
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You will find the contents rearranged. Now it is mostly about Australia and the family for the first few blogs. I have had complaints from family members that I should not push politics. So I have relegated such blogs to further back. Pity. The reader hits will diminish a bit, I guess. Anyway you can still find the other blogs by scrolling back or using the SEARCH. (RIC)
for family history see also http://members.optusnet.com.au/~aashmore/
http://www.monaropioneers.com/pioneers.htm
http://www.ulladulla.info/historian/1804deaths.html
http://www.hawkesbury.net.au/community/hfhg/November2003.html
http://freepages.history.rootsweb.com/~garter1/firstfleet.htm
http://shhs.1earth.net/kla/compstud/Assig/FirstFleetData.html
Sunday, 20 January 2008
Wales, where we came from .
Why we left Wales*
Three Generations of Welsh Miners (1950) © W. Eugene
From Welshpedia
Hello fellow Cymbrai, when we left Wales most people spoke the old language. That was in 1787. It was a poor downtrodden place then and it was lucky my gr gr gr gandfather deserted the English army, into which he had been forced and thereby became a convict and was sent to Australia. If you want to know the story then look up "Our Williams Story" Australia. Life was harsh in the new land but nobody considered going back to the British Isles (that we know.)
Using the word Wales and Welsh is a shameful thing. Names that were imposed, just as the Germanic language (English) was imposed, that unhappily we are now using. It is a country that had a prince imposed who has never been a Cymbrai but is (at present) a Teuton with a bit of Scott, a foreigner. The people were distrusted by the English and had to toil in the mines coughing their lungs out in an early death.
At about the time my ancestor left Wales in chains, there were still Cornishmen who spoke their understandable tongue and in Brittany our cousins carried on our ancient heritage. To the Spanish province of Galicia our tribe extended. Even in Poland and where is now the Czech Republic diminishing groups of us still survived. The story of Prince Madoc may be a legend, but the Mandan (Indians) had a language and culture that was Celtic in the fifteen hundreds around the Missouri and Mississipi.
Some historians say that these people speaking a Celtic tongue came over to America at the end of the last ice age. Professor Barry Fell, "America B.C." has a lot to say about that.
In more recent times the Welsh have emigrated to many parts of the world. even to Argentina where some towns are named after them and to the mines of British Columbia and the Rocky Mountains.
I have one of the most common names of Welsh origin, but I have heard it just mean one of the serfs of William, an Anglo-Norman lord imposed on the Welsh by conquest who stealing ourlands.
I am proud to be of Cymbraic extraction and it is a wonder we still have any national identity the way we have been treated over the centuries. I wish I could say goodbye and good luck to you all, but my ancient language is not known to me... Cedric Williams. (Now living in Canada.)
If you would be so kind as to link to us then please copy this logo to your web site and link using http://www.welshpedia.co.uk/wiki/wales/index.php/Main_Page
The Brecon Beacons and the Brecon area have a long history of human habitation. Early settlements were mainly on the hill tops as the valleys would have been regularly flooded and covered in dense forest.Evidence has been found of the manufacture of flint tools on the castle site, dating back 4000 to 5000 years. North West of the hotel is the remains of Pen-y-crug, an Iron Age hill fort. It may well have been occupied when the Romans arrived - Two miles to the west of Brecon lies Y-Gaer. a roman fort covering nearly 5 acres - The fort was built around 5O AD and may have been occupied as late as 300 AD. The first regiment in occupation probably came from North West Spain. Brecon was a Roman cross-roads and some roman roads remain visible on the Beacons even today.
In the fifth Century the local ruler is said to have sent his daughter to Ireland in search of a husband. Many of her retinue of guards died on the journey. She found her Irish Prince their son, Brychan, was sent to Wales to grow up at the Court of his grandfather. It is from the name 'Brychan' that the old country name of Brysheiniog and later 'Brecon' was derived. One of his daughters, called Tudful was killed by Barbarians. The welsh for martyr is merthyr, hence the settlement of Merthyr Tydfil 20 miles to the south got its name.
Brecon castle and town are Norman in origin. The castle came first and was the creation of Bernard de Neufmarche. He took his surname from the village of Neufmarche near Rouen, the capital of Normandy. He was of the second generation of conquerors who extended Norman influence into the Marches of Wales. By 1093 de Neufmarche and his knights had defeated the Welsh rulers of south Wales and began to build themselves the castles from which they intended to control their new lands.
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The earliest castle was on the type known as a motte and bailey. The great earth mound, now in the Bishop's Palace garden, opposite the hotel, was the motte on top of which there was originally a timber keep. The bailey or courtyard below the motte extended to cover the present garden and, presumably part of the site of the hotel; the embankment on the north side can be clearly seen in the garden. Even in this early stage the castle must have been a daunting sight. This is exactly what the Normans intended; a deterrent to subdue the hostile Welsh.
However not all the buildings associated with this early castle were military in appearance or function. A charter of c.11OO provides information about the growth of the civilian settlement which soon accompanied the castle. By this charter Bernard de Neufmarche granted lands and privileges to the monastery which he established just to the north of the castle. This Benedictine Priory occupied the site of the present cathedral. He gave the monks the profits from two corn mills; one on the Usk, which was near the weir at the end of the promenade, the other was at the foot of the hill below the castle. This is now occupied by a veterinary surgeon. The grant also included burgages within the castle. A burgage was a unit of land in a medieval town. The significant point here is that this first reference to a civilian settlement in Brecon locates the site inside the castle.
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What did Brecon castle look like at the height of its importance in the medieval period? Unfortunately there is no drawing earlier than Speed's (of 1610) and very little archaeological work has been done on the site. Consequently what follows is based on documentary references, the surviving fabric and comparisons with other castles which have survived in more complete form.
There. were two entrances as well as the postern gate. The main gate faced west and overlooked the Usk. It was approached across a drawbridge and probably guarded by two semi-circular towers and the usual great door and portcullis. From the town direction the castle was also guarded by a drawbridge on the site of the present bridge which crosses the Honddu. These gates were joined by the encircling curtain wail. which enclosed the whole area of the castle. Within these outer defences the most imposing building was the great Hall; this was the social centre of the castle and the Lordship where the Lords of Brecon held court when in the area. (The surviving medieval halls at Christ College - across the river from the castle - give a good idea of what it must have looked like inside. The private apartments of the Lord were next to the Hall. There are references to other rooms and buildings in the medieval documents. For example the Constable and the Receiver (of taxes and dues) had their own chambers. There was a chapel, exchequer, kitchen, harness tower, stable and porter's chamber. The well was described as being 30 feet deep. These buildings suggest that the castle was more like a bustling town than the romantic, military fortress of imagination. People from the surrounding Lordship came to the courts held at the castle, they paid their dues to the exchequer, they pleaded for privileges or came with supplies of food, timber and other necessaries.
Nonetheless there were many occasions when the drawbridges were raised and the castle played its military role as an alien strong point in a hotly disputed part of the country. It was attacked six times between 1215 and 1273; three of the assaults were successful - in 1215, 1264 and 1265. Much of this warfare was part of the three hundred year struggle between the Normans and the Welsh which began with the conquest and lasted until the Glyndwr revolt. There was another cause of war in the Marches -the power struggles involving Kings and their barons. The military events which affected the castle and the town in the thirteenth century must be seen in this wider, national context.
Marcher Lordships differed from the rest of Britain. Lords were able to set up their own system of law, they were, in effect. petty Kings. The King had little right to interfere in internal affairs of the Lordship unless the Lord were guilty of treason or felony.
For the Lords of Brecon were among the most powerful men in the. Kingdom. Their possessions in this area were only a part of their vast lands. De Neufmarche was succeeded by his daughter Sybil who married the Earl of Hereford. Their Brecon estates passed to William de Braose. They remained in the de Braose family for about a hundred years then by marriage the Brecon and Hereford lands of the original Lordship were united in the possession of Humphrey de Bohun. The Lordship was in royal hands from the late fourteenth century to the middle of the fifteenth when it was granted to the Staffords who were to be the last Lords of Brecon. All these families were ambitious politically and this involved them in wars, rebellions and conspiracies. For this reason Brecon in the middle ages was often caught up in important events and was much closer to great national issues than in later centuries.
The careers of the two last Dukes of Buckingham illustrate this vividly. Henry Stafford. the second duke, had been a supporter of Richard 111 but they had fallen out and Henry retired to his castle at Brecon. Here he plotted against the King. His accomplice was a prisoner at the castle, John Morton, Bishop of Ely. (After whom the Ely Tower and Ely place are named.) The duke raised an army to oppose the King but his rebellion failed and he was executed. The bishop fled abroad and joined the Earl of Richmond who was soon to defeat Richard 111 at Bosworth and to become the first Tudor monarch, Henry VII. The King employed the bishop as one of his most efficient tax collectors; he was the Morton of Morton's fork : The new King also rewarded the Stafford family for their loyalty. Edward, born in Brecon castle in February 1478, was granted all the honours, titles and lands which had belonged to his father. However the second Tudor found it necessary to execute this the third and last duke. In 1521 Buckingham very rashly flaunted his royal connections and claim to the throne. At the time, when Henry VIII had no legitimate heir.
This was tantamount to treason and was punished accordingly - So perished the last of the Lords of Brecon. By now the Tudors were determined to eliminate the quasi-independent powers which such magnates had enjoyed. By acts of parliament passed in 1536 and 1543 the Marches were finally brought under royal control. In place of the Lordship of Brecon there appeared the County of Brecknock
These changes together with a revolution in building styles and standards meant that the age of the castle was also over The Tudor peace allowed landowners to put a higher premium on comfort than security. Great houses began to replace draughty castles. It is ironic that when the castle entered this period of decline there is more information about its condition and appearance than when it was a powerful fortress. A survey of the buildings carried out in 1552 contains many references to the repairs which were necessary. The roofs lacked lead and much of the timber needed replacing. However Speed's map shows a mighty castle in 1610. But many of the buildings on his map are symbols rather than accurate representations of what was there In 1645 a Royalist referred to the castle and town walls as having been demolished by the inhabitants; presumably to prevent Brecon being strongly fortified and thus suffering a damaging siege. His remarks are exaggerated because later writers and artists describe the castle as an impressive ruin. The drawing by Buck, dated 1741, is the best example.
Parts of the castle were put to use. For example the chapel -dedicated to St. Nicholas - was a goal until 1690 when it was demolished. Further information is provided by estate maps of the town which were drawn in the second half of the eighteenth century. A map Of 1761 shows the great Hall with its windows and to the west a building with two chimneys. North of this is a rectangular enclosure. On a plan drawn twenty years later this is described as a Bowling Green - The state of the castle ruins continued to deteriorate and was the object of disparaging comments by visitors to Brecon. For example 'The Cambrian Traveller's Guide & Pocket Companion of 1808' referred to the magnificent Castle.. (which) is now curtailed to a very insignificant ruin; and that little is so choked up and disfigured with miserable habitations, as to exhibit no token of its ancient grandeur.'
However this sad situation was soon to change - The Morgan family of Tredegar Park had extensive Breconshire connections and their attention was now turned to the castle and the house adjoining. Work on repairing the house began in 1809. During the next few years considerable sums of money were spent turning house into hotel. A steel engraving of this date gives a detailed view of the building which is clearly recognisable as the present hotel -(The engraving was done by Bourdon one of the numerous French prisoners-of-war held in Brecon during the Napoleonic wars.). The success of the Morgans' investment can be gauged by the prominence given to the Castle Hotel in later guides. By 1835 an impressive list of coaches called at the Castle Hotel; journeys to London on the Royal Mail, to Aberystwyth, Bristol, Carmarthen, Llandrindod.
Kindly written by Edward Parry, Christ College, Brecon. 1988
Nash Surname
Introduction: See also "Nash Family History " website by Carol J. Baxter . And her "Nash, First Families and Founding Fathers" email
c_baxter@optusnet.com.au
www.members.optusnet.com.au/-aashmore
The surname "Nash" probably originated as a place name from a grove of ash trees as in "Robert atten Ash" and the Latin "Robertus de Fraxino," since fraxinus was the Latin name for the ash tree. The name likely arose independently in different areas of England and Wales, so various families of the same name may not be related. Among the earliest known Nash families were those in North Wales who went to Ireland in 1172 with the conqueror of Ireland, Richard de Clare, known as "Strongbow" (Davies 126).
Our NASHES appeared first in southern Pembrokeshire (Wales) in the more fertile half of the county which had been heavily settled by the Anglo-Normans and is still largely English in language. The Picton Castle papers refer to "Adam de fraxino" in Haverfordwest in 1285 and "John de Nasse" in 1317 and 1323, according to Derek Williams, but our traced ancestors appear later. They may have been connected to a Nash family known in the 15th to 18th centuries in Worcestershire, England, which had the same coat of arms. The Nash arms are given as "Sable, on a chevron three greyhounds courant Argent as many Ash slips proper Vert," i.e. A black shield with a silver chevron, three running greyhounds and three green ash branches. Surprisingly, the arms are often shown without the three ash branches (which refer to the Nash name itself), as here in this drawing made as a souvenir coaster sold in Wales.
NASH, Samuel Birth : 7 MAR 1833 Death : 1880 Inverell, NSW Parents:Children: NASH, Hannah Birth : 1863 Braidwood, NSW NASH, George H Birth : 1865 Penrith, NSW NASH, Maria L Birth : 1867 Penrith, NSW Death : 1868 Penrith, NSW NASH, Sarah J Birth : 1868 Penrith, NSW NASH, Violet Ann Birth : 1870 Penrith, NSW NASH, Sophie Elizabeth Birth : 1872 Penrith, NSW NASH, John Samuel Birth : 1873 Inverell, NSW Death : 1875 Inverell, NSW NASH, James William Birth : 1875 Inverell, NSW Death : 1937 Mayfield, NSW NASH, Ernest Edwin NASH, Walter A Birth : 1877 Inverell, NSW NASH, Esther Birth : 1879 Inverell, NSW NASH, Samuel Roland Birth : 1880 Inverell, NSWFather: NASH, George Mother: LEES, Mary
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| Nash Coat of Arms |
Saturday, 19 January 2008
CROESO!
Brecon Beacons..The Brecon Forest (now almost gone) was once extensive.
Welsh National Anthem
Mae Hen Wlad Fy Nhadau | The Land Of My Fathers | |
| Mae hen wlad fy nhadau yn annwyl i mi, | The land of my fathers, the land of my choice, | |
| Gwlad beirdd a chantorion, enwogion o fri; | The land in which poets and minstrels rejoice; | |
| Ei gwrol ryfelwyr, gwladgarwyr tra mâd, | The land whose stern warriors were true to the core, | |
| Tros ryddid gollasant eu gwaed. | While bleeding for freedom of yore. | |
| Cytgan | Chorus | |
| Gwlad, Gwlad, pleidiol wyf i'm gwlad. | Wales! Wales! fav'rite land of Wales! | |
| Tra môr yn fur i'r bur hoff bau, | While sea her wall, may naught befall | |
| O bydded i'r hen iaith barhau. | To mar the old language of Wales. | |
| Hen Gymru fynyddig, paradwys y bardd, | Old mountainous Cambria, the Eden of bards, | |
| Pob dyffryn, pob clogwyn i'm golwg sydd hardd; | Each hill and each valley, excite my regards; | |
| Trwy deimlad gwladgarol, mor swynol yw si | To the ears of her patriots how charming still seems | |
| Ei nentydd, afonydd i mi. | The music that flows in her streams. | |
| Os treisiodd y gelyn fy ngwald tan ei droed, | My country tho' crushed by a hostile array, | |
| Mae hen iaith y Cymry mor fyw ac erioed, | The language of Cambria lives out to this day; | |
| Ni luddiwyd yr awen gan erchyll law brad, Na thelyn berseiniol fy ngwlad. | The muse has eluded the traitors' foul knives, | |
| The harp of my country survives. |
Tuesday, 25 December 2007
Russian paintings Timkov.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aaIEUoUI01M
http://www.leningradschool.com/tim_e.html#63
Harvest - Time. 1952. Oil, canvas on board, 20 x 38,5 cm
Don river. 1953. Oil on board, 11,7 x 34,8 cm
On the Volga. 1953. Oil on board, 35 x 50 cm
An evening on the Volga. 1955. Oil on canvas, 50 x 90 cm
Crimea. Gurzuff. 1955. Oil on board, 24 x 34,2 cm
A village of Wira. 1956. Oil on canvas, 20 x 50 cm
Winter day. 1956. Oil on board, 15 x 33,5 cm
Leningrad. 1957. Oil on board, 17 x 24,8 cm
On the Volga. 1957. Oil on board, 14,5 x 25 cm
The Shore. 1957. Oil on board, 27,4 x 30,3 cm
Morning. 1958. Oil on board, 27,7 x 27,3 cm
Sunset. 1958. Oil on canvas, 45 x 70 cm
Volkhov. Autumn. 1958. Oil on board, 18,5 x 28 cm
A village of Valentinovka. 1959. Oil on board, 17 x 22 cm
Academic Dacha. 1959. Oil on board, 25 x 36 cm
Academicheskaya Dacha. 1959. Oil on canvas, 25 x 35 cm
Leningrad theme. 1959. Oil on board, 39,5 x 50,3 cm
Wira village. 1959. Oil on board,n 20 x 39 cm
A field. 1960. Oil on board, 20 x 34 cm
A winter crops. 1960. Oil on board, 16 x 22 cm
Academic Dacha. 1960. Oil on board, 13 x 21,5 cm
Academic Dacha. 1960. Oil on board, 20,5 x 29,7 cm
Academicheskaya Dacha. 1960. Oil on board, 15 x 27 cm
Academicheskaya Dacha. 1960. Oil on board, 15,9 x 36,2 cm
Academichka. A Field after harvesting. 1960. Oil on board, 15,2 x 38,2 cm
An August at the Academichka.1960. Oil on board, 15 x 37,8 cm
At the Academicheskaya Dacha. 1960. Oil on board, 23,5 x 47,3 cm
Autumn on the Academichka. 1960. Oil on board, 30 x 58,4 cm
Autumn. The last ray. 1960. Oil on board, 15,5 x 29 cm
Academichka. Towards evening. 1960. Oil on board, 15,5 x 28 cm
Backwater. 1960. Oil on board, 25 x 39,5 cm
Evening light. 1960. Oil on board, 15 x 21,5 cm
Field. 1960. Oil on board, 13,1 x 19,8 cm
Mellow Autumn. 1960. Oil on board, 15,3 x 22 cm
Morning. 1960. Oil on board, 17,5 x 24,6 cm
Mstino lake. 1960. Oil on board, 19 x 34 cm
Sky. 1960. Oil on board, 12,5 x 18 cm
Spring backwater. 1960. Oil on board, 12,7 x 34,7 cm
Spring brook. 1960. Oil on board, 22,5 x 37 cm
Summer. 1960. Oil on board, 17,3 x 24,8 cm
Summer evening. 1960. Oil on board, 20 x 21,5 cm
Towards the Autumn. 1960. Oil on board, 17,5 x 24,4 cm
Winter crops. 1960. Oil on board, 15,2 x 29,2 cm
A Sky. 1961. Oil on board, 21 x 27 cm
A Winter in the city. A view from the workshop. 1961. Oil on board, 50 x 65 cm
Academic Dacha. 1961. Oil on board, 17,7 x 24,6 cm
Academicheskaya Dacha. 1961. Oil on board, 17,5 x 25 cm
Academicheskaya Dacha. 1961. Oil on board, 21 x 36,2 cm
Autumn. 1961. Oil on board, 17,8 x 24,3 cm
Autumn. 1961. Oil on board, 22,7 x 38 cm
Early green. 1961. Oil on board, 19 x 32 cm
Harvesting. 1961. Oil on board, 18 x 27 cm
Horizon. 1961. Oil on board, 27,9 x 29,9 cm
Winter field. 1961. Oil on board, 16 x 28 cm
Academicheskaya Dacha. 1962. Oil on board, 20 x 34 cm
A Field. 1962. Oil on board, 28 x 40 cm
A Kholuy ancient town. 1962. Oil on board, 15,2 x 35 cm
A Watering. 1962. Oil on board, 18,5 x 26,3 cm
Grey Day. 1962. Oil on board, 17,4 x 24,5 cm
Crimea. 1962. Oil on board, 15,9 x 20,8 cm
Morning. 1962. Oil on board, 28,5 x 30 cm
Winter Day in Knoluy. 1962. Oil on board, 17,3 x 25 cm
Winter Day in Kholuy ancient town. 1962. Oil on board, 17,6 x 25,4 cm
A first snow. 1963. Oil on board, 16 x 35 cm
Academic Dacha. 1963. Oil on board, 19,4 x 26 cm
Academichka. Landscape with herd. 1963. Oil on board, 16,8 x 25,9 cm
A warm evening. 1963. Oil on board, 19 x 25 cm
Clouds. 1963. Oil on board, 30,2 x 46 cm
Haymaking time. 1963. Oil on board, 19,3 x 32,5 cm
Morning. 1963. Oil on board, 24,5 x 33,7 cm
Old Ladoga. 1963. Oil on board, 51,5 x 73 cm
Towards evening. 1963. Oil on board, 33,8 x 46,2 cm
Winter etude. 1963. Oil on board, 18 x 26,3 cm
Winter road. 1963. Oil on board, 22 x 38 cm
A Brook. 1964. Oil on board, 22,5 x 26 cm
A Field. 1964. Oil on board, 35,5 x 50 cm
A First snow. 1964. Oil on board, 38,5 x 50,3 cm
A Winter on the Mstino lake. 1964. Oil on board, 19,3 x 34 cm
Academicheskaya Dacha. 1964. Oil on board, 36 x 52 cm
At the camp-fire. 1964. Oil on board, 33,8 x 45,8 cm
In the wood. 1964. Oil on board, 20 x 31 cm
Lime-tree. 1964. Oil on board, 30 x 25 cm
Rowan-tree. 1964. Oil on board, 36,5 x 20,5 cm
Old Ladoga. 1964. Oil on board, 52 x 67 cm
A Fall near Academicheskaya Dacha. 1965. Oil on board, 18,5 x 49,8 cm
A field. 1965. Oil on board, 16,8 x 34,8 cm
A Field. 1965. Oil on board, 20 x 34 cm
A field of winter crops. 1965. Oil on board, 19,8 x 48,8 cm
A Red House. 1965. Oil on board, 17,8 x 23,2 cm
A Winter. 1965. Oil on board, 22,5 x 26 cm
Haymaking. 1965. Oil on board, 11,3 x 22 cm
Shore. 1965. Oil on board, 39,8 x 36,8 cm
Summer Day. 1965. Oil on board, 27 x 30 cm
Vishny Volochek ancient town. 1965. Oil on board, 19 x 33,1 cm
Academichka. 1966. Oil on board, 16 x 26,7 cm
Academichka. 1966. Oil on board, 19 x 38 cm
At the Volkhov river. 1966. Oil on board, 24 x 33,3 cm
Autumn. 1966. Oil on board, 56,5 x 74 cm
Etude. 1966. Oil on board, 24 x 36 cm
Morning. 1966. Oil on board, 34,9 x 48,2 cm
A Fall. Overcast day. 1967. Oil on board, 21,5 x 35 cm
A Field. The First snow. 1967. Oil on board, 16 x 25 cm
A Field. Windy day. 1967. Oil on board, 17,1 x 23,5 cm
A Spring. 1967. Oil on board, 25 x 44 cm
Academichka. A field at the road. 1968. Oil on board, 29,7 x 29 cm
Academichka. Valentinovka village. 1968. Oil on board, 18,6 x 37,7 cm
Haymaking time. 1968. Oil on board, 17,1 x 25,3 cm
Torzhok. 1968. Oil on board, 60 x 50 cm
Ural. Autumn. 1968. Oil on board, 25 x 30,5 cm
Ural. Autumn. 1968. Oil on board, 20 x 42 cm
Ural in the autumn. 1968. Oil on board, 18 x 30 cm
Ural landscape. 1968. Oil on board, 17 x 35 cm
Ural landscape. 1968. Oil on board, 16,2 x 45,3 cm
Ural landscape. 1968. Oil on board, 24 x 48,8 cm
Ural localities. 1968. Oil on board, 22,5 x 34,7 cm
Ural Region. 1968. Oil on board, 19 x 50 cm
Ural Region. Towards the winter. 1968. Oil on board, 25 x 49,7 cm
Ural. The late autumn. 1968. Oil on board, 19,7 x 49,8 cm
Ural. Towards evening. 1968. Oil on board, 20 x 37 cm
Ural. Towards winter. 1968. Oil on board, 19 x 35 cm
Ural theme. 1968. Oil on board, 19 x 50,3 cm
A Fall. 1969. Oil on board, 16 x 25 cm
A plough-land. 1969. Oil on board, 50 x 71 cm
A Road. 1969. Oil on board, 49 x 58,7 cm
Gurzuff in the spring. 1969. Oil on board, 24,5 x 14,5 cm
Russian Winter. 1969. Oil on canvas, 80 x 120 cm
Russian Winter. 1969. Oil on canvas, 100 x 150 cm
Spring plough-land. 1969. Oil on board, 20 x 32 cm
A Firs. Etude. 1970. Oil on board, 15,2 x 21,7 cm
A River. 1970. Oil on board, 27 x 33 cm
A Rose - bay. 1970. Oil on board, 53 x 74 cm
Academic Dacha. 1970. Oil on board, 18,2 x 24,2 cm
Academic Dacha. 1970. Oil on board, 19 x 26 cm
Academicheskaya Dacha. 1970. Oil on board, 14,5 x 29 cm
Etude. 1970. Oil on board, 19 x 27,2 cm
Field. 1970. Oil on board, 19,4 x 49,7 cm
Lime-tree. 1970. Oil on board, 39,5 x 34,8 cm
A Pushkin localities. 1971. Oil on board, 50,2 x 70,7 cm
A Field. 1972. Oil on board, 17,3 x 42,5 cm
A Field under snow. 1972. Oil on board, 18,9 x 32,2 cm
Academicheskaya Dacha. 1972. Oil on board, 35 x 40 cm
Haystack. 1972. Oil on board, 18 x 24 cm
Academic Dacha. 1974. Oil on board, 23,2 x 35 cm
Academicheskaya Dacha. 1975. Oil on board, 25 x 35 cm
A Field. 1975. Oil on board, 30 x 46 cm
Crimea. 1975. Oil on board, 31 x 40,2 cm
A Field. 1976. Oil on board, 25 x 35 cm
Academichka. A Fine day. 1977. Oil on board, 22,2 x 26,4 cm
Lime-tree. 1977. Oil on board, 40,5 x 39,5 cm
Crimea mountains. 1978. Oil on board, 28,6 x 32,7 cm
Lime-trees. 1978. Oil on board, 20 x 21 cm
Sky. 1978. Oil on board, 19,4 x 28,5 cm
Towards the rain. 1978. Oil on board, 20,8 x 28,5 cm
Evening at the lake. 1979. Oil on board, 23 x 25 cm
Riverside. 1979. Oil on board, 20 x 49 cm
A garden. 1980. Oil on canvas, 48 x 61 cm
Khosta. 1985. Oil on board, 30,3 x 40 cm
Bear mountain in Gurzuff. 1986. Oil on board, 20,5 x 49,5 cm
Cliffs in Gurzuff. 1986. Oil on board, 43,5 x 42,2 cm
Gurzuff embankment. 1986. Oil on board, 40 x 44,3 cm
Gurzuff. Etude. 1986. Oil on board, 27 x 31 cm
Gurzuff. View at the mountains. 1986. Oil on board, 25 x 35 cm
Mountains in Gurzuff. 1986. Oil on board, 19,3 x 40,1 cm
Summer in Gurzuff. 1986. Oil on board, 35 x 50,4 cm
Warm Autumn. 1986. Oil on board, 40 x 50 cm
In Gurzuff. 1987. Oil on board, 30 x 39 cm
A Road in Crimea. 1988. Oil on board, 40,8 x 29,4 cm
Crimea. 1988. Oil on board, 44,3 x 29,4 cm
Crimea. 1989. Oil on canvas, 50 x 60 cm
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Prince of Wales, the ship of the fleet William and Maria came on.
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Carol Baxter is my distant cousin. She has not directly contributed to this weblog, and has not ever in fact acknowledged its existence, but because of the valuable information I received from reading her website about our family, I am very indebted to her.
Another family website helped me considerably. This was "Our Williams Story" by another distant cousin, Kieran Williams
Our Williams Story
I am heartened by the many emerging websites about the descendants of William Nash and Maria Haynes.
Then there are the many threads from Monaro Pioneers.
Thank you for all the sources.
I am hoping that when I am no longer able to continue (being nearly 79) that someone else wll pick up the ball and continue my blog.Of course I have included my political views and my non-religious attitudes because they are part of me and readers do not have to accept them, but may actually learn a little from them.
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John Kerswell: A Welsh plasterer transported in 1828 at the age of 20 years to 15 years for stealing. Absconding four times and charged with being drunk three times, granted ToL in 1856 and Conditional Pardon in 1857. However, he received 20 years imprisonment for attempting to stab a policeman. He was released from Port Arthur in 1875.
William Forster: At age 17 years was transported for ten years for stealing a box writing desk. Misdemeanour followed misdemeanour and sentence added to sentence until in 1864 he was sentnenced to life for robbery under arms. The last mention of him is in 1872 when he was sent to the Separate Prison for misconduct.
Alexander Woods: A soldier with the 17th Regiment, Aberdeenshire, Scotland, Woods (aged 30) was transported from Canada to Port Arthur for 14 years for desertion.
Returned to Hobart with a ToL in 1853 but returned to PA again in 1865 for 15 years for burglary. He was a church attendant in 1869 and was discharged in 1875.
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I met Michael (Tarzan) Fomenko(shown here at 81 years) son of a Russian Princess when I was 18 and he was twenty. He was a handsome young man. I was in love with his sister Nina Fomenko, who was gracious to me but held my ardour at arms' length. In later years I met her in North Queensland where she and her husband Brian Patrick Donnellan were cutting cane. They had no mattress to sleep on, so I bought them one. Nina was always beautiful. (Ric)
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Toonoom Falls
Situated in the heart of Royal National Park to the south of Sydney, Toonoum Falls is a pretty, 5 metre high waterfall alongside Sir Bertram Steven Drive not far from the Garie turnoff. The photo shows the falls in flood.
Location: Royal National Park.
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*The Australian Lyre Bird is the world's best imitator; able to mimic the calls of 15 different species of birds in their locality and string the calls into a melody. Also been known to mimic the sound mobile phones.
*The echidna is such a unique animal that it is classified in a special class of mammals known asmonotremes, which it shares only with the platypus. The echidna lays eggs like a duck but suckles its young in a pouch like a kangaroo. For no apparent reason, it may decide to conserve energy by dropping its body temperature to 4 degrees and remain at that temperature from 4 to 120 days. Lab experiments have shown that the echidna is more intelligent that a cat and it has been seen using its spikes, feet and beaks to climb up crevices like a mountaineer edging up a rock chimney.
*Purple wallaby - The Purple-neck Rock Wallaby [Petrogale Purpureicollis], inhabits the Mt Isa region in Northwest Queensland. The Wallaby secretes a dye that transforms its face and neck into colours ranging from light pink to bright purple.
*The Fierce Snake or Inland Taipan has the most toxic venom of any snake. Maximum yield recorded (for one bite) is 110mg. That would probably be enough to kill over 100 people or 250,000 mice.
*The Wombat deposits square poos on logs, rocks and even upright sticks that it uses tomark its territory.
*A 10kg Tasmanian Devil is able to exert the same biting pressure as a 40kg dog. It can also eat almost a third of its body weight in a single feeding.
*Australia is the smallest, flattest, and driest inhabited continent in the world. It is the only country which is also a whole continent.
*Over 90% of Australia is dry, flat and arid. Almost three-quarters of the land cannot support agriculture in any form.
*A baby kangaroo at the time of its birth measures 2 centimetres.
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*Kangaroos need very little water to survive and are capable of going for months without drinking at all. When they do need water, they dig 'wells' for themselves; frequently going as deep as three or four feet. These 'kangaroo pits' are a common source of water for other animals living in the kangaroo's environment.
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*A kangaroo being chased by a dog may jump into a dam. If the dog gives chase, the kangaroo may turn towards the dog, then use its paws to push the dogs head underwater in order to drown it.
*Emus and kangaroos cannot walk backwards, and are on the Australian coat of arms for that reason.
*A monotreme is a animal that lays eggs and suckles its young. The world's only monotremes are the platypus and the echidna.
*The male platypus has a poisonous spine that can kill a dog and inflict immense pain on a human.
*When a specimen of the platypus was first sent to England, it was believed the Australians had played a joke by sewing the bill of a duck onto a rat.
*Box Jelly fish - The box jellyfish is considered the world's most venomous marine creature. The box jellyfish has killed more people in Australia than stonefish, sharks and crocodiles combined.
*The Sydney Funnelweb spider is considered the world's most deadly spider. It is the only spider that has killed people in less than 2 hours. Its fangs are powerful enough to bite through gloves and fingernails. The only animals without immunity to the funnelweb's venom are humans and monkeys.
*Lung fish - Queensland is home to lung fish, a living fossil from the Triassic period 350 million years ago.
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This is an interesting website and I’m going to look into it. I was intrigued when this site came up on Google, it appeared to have a reference to my site, but reading on, I cannot find any reference.
It is definitely akin to mine though, relating to down-to-earth stories of the old Oz in the tradition of Poor Man’s Orange and Harp of the South.
The row houses in the illustration could be Ruth Park’s Surry Hills. I was influenced by her when I read her books in the fifties. They were seriallized in, I think, the S.M.H. I could not afford to buy the book, as I was getting only seven pounds a week as a junior copy-writer at Proud’s the Jewellers in Pitt St Sydney. I remember Theo Wood was advertising manager. I could stand the city life in an advertising office for less than two years though and I took the train up to Cairns and worked cane-cutting and in sugar mills and then made my way working on trochus-shell luggers up as far as Thursday Island…a bit farther actually, as the “Lucy” (owned by the South Sea Pearling Company) made it once past Wapa reef right to Saibai Island, within sight of New Guinea’s mangroves.
My life of adventures started. I became like the bloke working in an office but yearning for the bush, in one of Henry Lawson’s poems. (I can’t recall which one.) More recently I was interested in the style of writing in “‘Tis and Angela’s Ashes, as I had wandered through the back streets of Limerick in the seventies, before Frank McCourt’s books were written probably, and felt a strange connection. I recall one old Irishman who looked a lot like my grandfather, Dick O’Keefe, asked me “Have you been over in America for a while and come back home?”
“Yes” I answered (though it had been five generations.)
You can leave my email address public if you want. I have plenty of time to reply to anyone. I even get a kick out of deleting spam, most of which seems to deal with Viagra and “member enhancement” (not that these are of any interest to me at seventy five years of age.) Thanks, ‘Ric Williams. “Williams Family First Fleeters Confirmation.” http://freewebs.com/daone89/index.htm
‘Ric, could you put that site address in a return comment? I would like to look at it too. Or, on second thoughts, were you referring to this site??? You had earlier been to the Whitfield family history pages; is it the first time you have seen the rest? Did my new template fool you into thinking you hadn’t seen it before? My row of houses is nearby, and is very much Ruth Park territory, being in Riley Street just up from Devonshire Street, around the corner from where Kate Leigh used to live, and where the brothels used to be. Further up some famous ones still are.
Email addresses in comments are for my eyes only; they never get published. WordPress doesn’t allow it — or at least I don’t think they do. Most people would be pleased with that.
Yes Ninglun….I think it was this site but with a line or two of my comment. I thought it was another site, sorry.
Funny how stuff is rearranged by Google or whatever. I came across “about us” on Google which was one of my stories, but it had no links to any other or my main page. I have a problem putting more stories and paintings on as I am dependent on my young son, who is so busy with his affairs, being seventeen and he will only comply to add to the site after many urgings.
I am duplicating the website on blog. com (or is it blogs.com ?)and it is supposed to be easier to manage so I might be able to do it myself. The website has not come up in google yet, maybe another week or two.
Those row houses have not changed much. I remember looking down the back lane at the brothels and the line of customers and wondered why did they want to do that. I guess I was about 17 myself then.
A year or two later I picked up this redhaired Hungarian woman in a Kings Cross coffee-shop, where we were drinking cafe royals and we were so eager we just reached a nearby lane, before we were at each other. I remember us slipping down onto the ground and the fray in my second best suit and my skinned knees.
Such are the forces of youth that make us do silly things. Keep in touch.
You should see inside those particular houses today! Someone I know owns one of the ones in that picture. It is quite luxurious, and you probably wouldn’t get much change from $800,000+ for it! In fact you might need more.
I used to go to the Tatler theatre and see foreign films, though I could only read the sub-titles. The Tatler was on the south side of the park (Hyde Park?) and after the show I would walk down into Darlinghurst, past the Crown Street Women’s Hospital and on into Surry Hills. My dad told me there used to be a razor-gang push there rivalling the Rocks and they sometimes fought. That was the era of bell-bottom trousers in the early twenties.
My brother met a girl at a dance and walked her home to a row house in Surry Hills. He asked her for a kiss and she replied. “You aint from around here, well. The blokes from Surry Hills don’t ask. They just take!” My brah took the hint and said it was worth it. I presume there was more than kissing.
He said she took his handkerchief when she went inside “Because it’s got you on it.”
They were a rough lot around there in those days and I was one time attacked near Redfern Station bridge because I had a “boong” girl with me and they wanted a piece of her. Somehow the one punch I got in and Tonia’s screams saved us. I went looking for them a couple of nights later with a ballpeen hammer in my pocket but luckily never saw them again.
There used to be a Chinese fish and chip shop between Central and Redfern station on the East side. Just a small, hole-in-the wall place. I ordered some meat and cabbage pastries that the old Chinese woman deep fried in pig-fat. They were the first Chinese food I had ever eaten and they were delicious at sixpence each.
For some years I operated a stall at Paddy’s market on Saturday and did pretty well. I sold jewellery, some of my own designs cast in mock silver and bronze and some Indian imported stuff. I made a few quid, selling the business eventually and going over to Europe and Morocco. An advantage selling this jewellery was I got to fit rings, bracelets etc on pretty young women and maybe it was the intimacy of touching, but anyway I did rather well in the amorous field too. Too well probably, because I began to think of girls as a replaceable commodity.
This attitude is the likely cause of me sitting at home alone in my old age, while my three sons I hardly ever see, are off doing the same things I used to do.
Great stories, Ric! Keep them coming. Surry Hills today seems tame by comparison.
Until the age of printing, then radio, then T.V., next vcrs the dvds then computers, cellphones, Ipods and what else is coming down the chute, it was customary for the older members of the family and even the tribe, to sit around the fire at night and entertain, instruct and amaze the younger members with myths, tribal stories and family anecdotes.
This historical wisdom instructed the group how to behave towards each other and gave a sense of belonging and continuity and a meaning of life to all. That was when there WERE families, long ago.
Nowadays, media, commercial and bureaucratic have taken over. These institutions (including schools, admirable in many ways) distort the feeling of family. In fact it seems they out to destroy all generational cohesion and replace peace of what some might call the soul with an ever-present sense of insufficiency. It is not too surprising people have become isolated, egotistic, erratic, disjointed and that many face the future with futility. The young seem to seek instant gratification, the kind they are programmed to want. Newer, “better” by comparison, makes older “worse” and obsolete.
This idea has been extended even to older people, especially when their desire to purchase more has been sated and they are not so important in this frenetic consumer non-society. Older people are pushed onto the side-lines and their voices of collective wisdom are muted by head-phones and Ipods blasting electronic rap beats into bursting juvenile brains.
So that leaves old me, strumming and humming on the front porch watching the world zoom by. The world of zoomers is oblivious to my archaic “uncool” rythms and irelevant stories.They dissipate acoustic vapour trails of boom-box ear-splitting “music?” all the way to the next “now” sensation.
Am I just getting old and ornery? Is is time yet to go inside with all the other well-preserved living corpses for the yellow pill and the little blue one and the pink on that keeps cantankerous old buggers like me quiet? What are we all sitting here waiting for anyway?
Well at least my name is not in the daily paper obits yet. I looked today.
Nor mine. Yet here we both are using the Internet!
I have not learned how to use the spell-checker so does it matter if my spelling is off? Now I can’t think whether there are two “r” in irrelevant and it is probably irrelevant in any case. Until the mid eighteenth century, spelling was not systemized and absolute and individuality leaned towards expression and meaning, though pedants and grammarians might tear their hair and tut-tut away in tacit disapproval.
Back to topic and then I will desist for awhile in this column.
Discussing religion can lead nowhere but confusion. It is like a Hottentot and a New Yorker discussing the Koran in Yiddish. Religion is not for discussion. It is told and must be believed without evidence “and you better believe it sonny, or you aint a-goin’ to heaven, boy!” If you question anything you are soon ostracised and if you continue to be obstinate, you go past being a redeemable sinner to a disciple of the devil.
Religion is no longer religio, religionis of the Romans, a code of ethics and behaviour. It has been opted by most organisations bent on self-aggrandizement and the pressing need to grow bigger, collect loot, and indoctrinate everyone forever at the expense of other similar organisations selling similar faiths (without thought.) So you see, (you better believe this, because I am right of course and there is no need to discuss this undeniable Truth I am revealing to you) discussing religion is an oxy-moron, the meaning of which term may be the idiocy of climbing a high mountain, gasping for oxygen and losing a few million brain cells, you never use, anyway.
Fortunately I go to a church where questioning is welcome. I propose to return to the issues in this post later on.
At your church Ninglun you might ask “Who made God? What happened before ‘in the beginning’?” Why did Jesus deny his mother? How old was the “virgin” Mary? (13) What did Joseph do lying alongside the “virgin” Mary? (JUst snore himself to sleep? Looks like he must have been a saint.) Why did he continue to tend to Mary when the child was by the Angel Gabriel? How come Jesus’ lineage goes right back to Abraham? Is the world older than 5000 years? How many angels can dance on the point of a needle?
Some of these questions I asked ar age 16 while I was at St John’s and I soon found I did not need to march down to the Cathedral in Armidale on Sunday morning with the rest of the sheep and listen to the minister bleating platitudes and misconceptions. Instead I sat on the Post Office steps read the Sunday paper and ate pie, peas and potato from Souris’s cafe.If I were to get up during a church service and ask one point of clarification I would be liable to summary conviction under the Australian Penal Code……Free enquiry into religion? Bah humbug. A sham…just bloody brainwashing of young minds.
Why waste time “discussing” points of religion? Might as well discuss how many fairies were dancing at the fairy ring under the oak tree at the bottom of the garden….or how many horns on Rudolph the red-nosed Reindeer. It helped me to have an atheist mother and an atheist grandmother and a father who did not give a damn.
Do you feel obliged to delete this blog in the name of “free” speech and good taste? Go ahead. I’ve already copied it and it will be on my website next week. God be with you. In sh’Allah!
You’d be surprised how many of your points I agree with, Ric. As I said, I’ll come back to it later on. Meanwhile, have a look at Bishop Richard Holloway, whose approach I have some agreement with.
No, I didn’t feel moved to delete your comment, which is not offensive as far as I am concerned. I did fix some typos though.
ninglun… You remind me of Ted Noffs at the Wayside Chapel years ago. Wonder what happened to him? Died I suppose. I was in love with his niece Margaret, a lovely-looking girl who was unresponsive on the rug on my studio floor at the Haymarket. How I pined afterwards for that girl.
Not surprising, Cedric, as South Sydney Uniting Church is not unlike the Wayside Chapel — still there as you’ll see, and one of our congregation does volunteer work there often. “In March 1987, the Reverend Ted Noffs had a major stroke and, sadly, was never to return to work (he died in the early 1990s and his family set up the Ted Noffs Foundation a few years later in his memory). Others continued his work and vision at the Wayside.”
Our church works mainly around Waterloo and Redfern.
Things are getting too close to home as my cousin’s husband Professor Ross will no doubt be reading this stuff eventually. Actually Ruth just sent me an email correcting some of my omitted family information, so I had better stay off religion.
Thanks ninglun. I was fond of Ted Noffs. He gave me lots of opportunity to sound off during the discussions on Sunday nights.I recall I directed most of my rancour at the Pommie Bastard, Webster, who had a sharp wit for repartee. Another of my contemporaries was Bill Dwyer, who unfortunately followed the L.S.D. trail. I remet him in London years later at Hyde park naturally. Somehow the Daily Telegraph had me pegged as leader of the “League for Spiritual Discovery” and I played along for the lark. I think there was a spread about me in the Sunday Telegraph.
About that time I orchestrated the pot of red paint on the soldiers coming back from Vietnam with my girlfriend Nadine Jensen, helped by Bill Dwyer and the anarchists. They put Nadine in Callan Park (for the sole reason to silence her) and pumped her full of tranquillizers. Bill Dwyer was arrested soon afterwards. They were looking for “the Canadian” but were never able to find him. That incident was in the papers all around the world.
I will stop the correspondence now and thanks for the outlet. The Guardian Unlimited cut me out of their blogs a few months ago and now i just blog occasionally on Topix.net. Goodbye.
Cedric
Wow, quite a few stories there, Cedric! Webster! Haven’t heard that name in years, but I do recall him as one of Sydney’s characters. Cedric has made an error in the links to his blog in this thread, but you will find his site under “Aussie Interest” on the right. Feel free to return, Cedric, if something catches your eye. You bring back a wild Sydney I was only on the fringes of, but certainly heard much about.
The purpose in targetting the troops returning from Vietnam was:
To counter the propaganda publicity of the parade through the streets of Sydney. This parade, a symbolic “victory” march (when it was actually a continuing defeat( but with hundreds of thousands of innocent civilian casualties by “our” side) was instigated by authorities to bolster up waning support for Australia’a participation at that time.
A pretty young girl pouring red paint (symbol for innocent blood and readily understood) on the “Victorious Heroes” turned this martial pomp into a worldwide message that troops were not heroes and the war in Vietnam was criminal. The action was successful and Ninglun, you must have been one of the small minority who thought and still think that this demonstration against the war was misdirected.
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I notice that it is very difficult to find reference to my small budding web-page from your expanding collection. I do not know if that is by accident or design, in this case, but in the past I have never found Christian websites or organisations to be energetic in supplying links to secular, non-christian ones. Although “free thought” is often lauded, it is “Christian free thought” which means, in essence, modified thought (to use a polite term.)
Thank you, anyway, Cedric Williams.
No quarrel then or now about the stupidity of the Vietnam War, Cedric. My point was that attacking the soldiers so directly tended to elicit sympathy for them rather than revulsion against the war. That’s what I felt at the time from Cronulla or Wollongong or wherever I was, and it was the way most of the people around me felt about it, even those who were active in the Moratorium. But I was more conservative in the 60s and early 70s.
I won’t argue about it too much now…
Your page is under “Aussie Interest” and has been there for quite a while as Williams Family: First Fleeters, and Ric W’s family stories, right under the Nick Possum Home Page. Have you ever looked at that? I think you’d love it. Very Sydney irreverent, a bit like the old Oz or the Nation Review.
My feeling about this being a Christian website is similar to my feeling about it being a gay website: yes, but… If you went through the links on the right you’d find atheists and sceptics there too. I worry about what we have traditionally called free thought sometimes, not that I’m against it, as it can become a fundamentalism of its own kind. Truly free thought may lead to a variety of outcomes. My Chinese partner’s free thought in the context of growing up gay in Mainland China was an interesting phenomenon to follow. He has an amazing capacity, well honed back when he was young, to resist being told what to think. In time he found an explanation of the way things work in the teaching of the Dalai Lama, which he experienced first hand — not that he accepts the full metaphysics of Tibetan Buddhism. He approves of my reconnection with the Uniting Church but would never go there himself. It strikes me that he is more concerned with the effects of belief on behaviour rather than with the content of the belief, and I must say I sympathise with that. We westerners can be too bloody intellectual.
Sorry Ninglun. I was as always hasty in my judgements. Just as I have been continuously judgemental about homosexuality. I have been known to express my views in a grim, jocular manner as: “I believe there is a place for gays in society BUT IT AINT NEAR ME! Intellectually, I have no objection to private performances of those now known erroneously as “gays” (are they gay, though?). I could say some of my best friends have been gay, but that would be a lie. I could say that my favourie movie star was Rock Hudson, but that would also be a lie.
Actually I advocate complete license and freedoms for “gays” within limits. These limits would be within certain gated areas of a city or town with a pass system for access by departures, determined by medical checks before they are allowed to mingle with other citizens. So you see, I am basically tolerant of them. I would be extremely sad if it were necessary to disinherit any of my three sons if found “gay”. I would certainly miss further conversation throughout my lifetime with such a son. I feel sure that I would permit fleeting contact on important family occasions such as death or at Christmas, (after the Christmas dinner, of course.) Yes one must be tolerant these days (unfortunately). Cedric
There’s a matching joke along the lines of “I might be gay, but at least I am not morose…” Not a great admirer of Rock Hudson’s work either. But I guess if you were ever to end up in hospital, you wouldn’t ask questions about the sexuality of those working to save your life. There is a pretty good chance, greater than the average population in my experience, that you would encounter several gay people in that environment. One of my gay friends is serving in the Australian military as I speak.
What did you think about Don Dunstan, SA Premier in the 70s? I had a wonderful conversation with him in the Albury Hotel one night.
I really hope you wouldn’t disinherit your sons. What a person really is is a much more significant issue than race (we neither of us have a problem with that), gender (nor that) or sexuality (??problem??).
I’ll stop preaching. Guess all I can suggest is a quiet read of some of my links over there.
Yeah, my family got used to it, including my brother (straight as they come) who is around your age.
To each his own end.
Cedric later submitted a not-for-publication comment outlining some of the issues he has with gay sexuality, most of them biological or hygienic rather than moral. It was an honest if graphic comment, and properly not for publication. However, I don’t object to dialogue on the subject. Many of the points he raised would indeed apply also to heterosexual intercourse of various kinds.
My answer is that the assumption that certain things must be done in certain ways is not necessarily valid. Some of us have brains as well as genitals.
My advice is as before, to quietly read some of the sites I have placed on the right under “gay life and issues”. Having been in the interesting position of having to educate my own mother on the subject, resulting in her “accepting but not understanding”, I can only hope reflection could produce similar results in others.
This is not the context for detail on the subject. With so much out there in internet and book form, with almost any reputable and non-homophobic medical practitioner able to advise on the subject, and many groups devoted to gay health and safe sex, there isn’t really much excuse for gay men being irresponsible (though too many are) or for others to labour under misconceptions on the matter.
Here in Sydney the basics are even taught in school, and so they should be. See my GLBT resources. The original context of that page was as a resource for the welfare department at SBHS, which is not to say SBHS endorses it, though I did keep within Department of Education guidelines on the subject, I believe.
None of the above is meant to put you down, Cedric, or is meant to patronise any one. I know your viewpoint was genuine. I also know how hard it is to get your head round it all. After all, I didn’t get my own head around it until I was close on 40 years old!
Finally, sexuality is not merely about sexual activity, and it is not in itself a matter of choice. Most gays and lesbians will tell you it is a matter of discovery. Lifestyle, on the other hand, does involve choices.