About Me.

A Family Tree researcher for over 30 years and a blogger since 2010, I love to share what I find. This blog has opened up a new way to contact and keep in-touch with both family and friends. It mightn't always be genealogy related and you might not agree with my point of view but I want you to comment, ask questions and look upon this blog as 'friends having a chat'.

Wednesday, 21 February 2018

A Sojourn in Kiama.Part Two

Wednesday dawned, with clear brilliant blue sky, a pleasant north-easterly breeze and little humidity. Just what is needed to start a walk through the Spring Creek Wetlands. While the blurb, in the tourist book was great, the actual signage was woeful and we didn’t end up doing the walk. It was disappointing.
                                                     We did see this cute Blue Wren.

The Little Blowhole was next, as the breeze was just right for it to blow. And blow it did! The Little Blowhole is a hidden gem and I think far better that its ‘big brother.’ I have yet to be disappointed with it. An interesting aside is how they are formed, with the action of air in a worn cave, becoming compressed by waves and acting like a drill, forcing a passage vertically upwards.

As by now the temperature had started its climb, into the 30’s, the spray from the blows was cooling and fun. The power of the waves was awesome. This photo shows one of the sprays.

                                          Looking North, towards the Blowhole.

From there we found the Bonaira Native Gardens and walked in dappled sunlight, on a concrete path, that the Skinks had been sunning themselves on. Their scurrying, into the dried leaves made us stop and check that we hadn’t disturbed any snakes. The walk was good and there were plaques labelling different trees and plants.
                                                  A red haert-shaped leaf, for Valentine's Day.
                                          This little Skink, liked having its photo taken.
Back to the hotel, parked the car and went for coffee before returning to our room to cool off and plan the afternoon.

As there was a Farmers’ Market, in the park on Manning Street, we strolled there. It was mostly local farmers, selling their produce and seemed to be very well attended. As the temperature even had the locals complaining, we had to cool down with locally made gelato. Delicious! Walking back to the hotel, via Church Point, Black Beach and Hindmarsh Park made for a pleasant, if somewhat hot afternoon. Situated on Church Point is the Anglican Church, built in 1858. 

                                         The lighthouse, near the Blowhole, from Church Point.

Anglican Church, built 1858. Back then it would have been the Church of England Church.

Bombo Headland, from Black Beach.

Valentine’s Day dinner at the Dragon Garden Restaurant was lovely and when the southerly buster arrived, around 8.00pm, everyone was thrilled.

Thursday dawned a little cooler, with the promise that it would warm up, but not to the heat of Wednesday, we ventured to the Bombo Headland.  The blurb, in the tourist book stated,’ A legacy of blue metal quarrying in the 1880’s and 1900’s has left us with a moonscape of basalt walls and columns.’ And it wasn’t wrong. If you haven’t ventured to Bombo, do so. The walk is easy and you will be rewarded with views, back to the lighthouse as well as this interesting landscape. These photos show just some of what is there.

Morning tea at the Blowhole, again it wasn’t blowing much, then we parked the car back at the hotel and went for a walk, to the Kiama Family History Centre, for a spot of research, along Black Beach to the swimming pool and back. 

Dinner, at the pub and packing, to leave on Friday ended our day.

I was surprised by what Kiama had to offer both with places to explore and the variety of places to eat. While we were able to walk, to local places are car is essential for those further away places.
Bye for now,

Tuesday, 20 February 2018

A Sojourn in Kiama. Part One

We have just spent threes day staying at Kiama. Yes, we STAYED at Kiama, didn’t just look at the Blowhole and come back home, we explored. I had always used Kiama as the ‘comfort stop’, for the children on our trips further south. The thought of seeing if the Blowhole was blowing, a chance to get out of the car, maybe an ice-cream was enough to have them behave but the trip, back then was longer and this was a welcome break.

Kiama, is on the South Coast of New South Wales, approximately a 90 minute drive, down the M1 from Sydney.   Settled in 1815 by early Cedar-getters, the first house was built in 1832. Kiama is derived form an Aboriginal word ‘kiarama,’ which means “place where the sea makes a noise.”

Tuesday the 13 February saw us pack the car and start our journey. We sailed past the turnoff, around 90 minutes later and made for Gerringong, 10 kilometres south of Kiama and a stop for morning tea.  We chose the Sea Vista CafĂ©, with a great view of Werri Beach. The scones, with jam and cream were delicious.

                                                              Werri Beach

Back on the road, we detoured via the Blowhole and then onto our hotel on Collins Street, opposite the Terraces, parked the car and  informed reception that we knew we were early but were going for a walk. Walking up Terralong Street, we found the leagues club, a Chinese restaurant and a supermarket, three places we needed. I booked a table for Valentine’s Day, at the Chinese restaurant and we then strolled back down the street. It was warm, okay hot, so gelato was required. We sat on a park bench and refreshed ourselves with HUGE cones and people watched. We wandered back to the hotel and our room was ready. Unpacked the car and went to the supermarket for some supplies. Then our exploring began.

Crossing the road we strolled towards the Blowhole, some 1.5 kilometres away. Not wanting to walk along the street we went into the park and towards Black Beach. This beach is 130 meters long and black because of the basalt sand. Not a good one to swim at. It has some interesting rock pools, home to many sea creatures.
                                                              Black Beach.

                                                                     Rock Pool.

Continuing our climb, up the hill we crossed over and walked on the southern side of the road, with views over Church Point, towards Kaleula Head. The swell was good and I hoped for some good shots of the Blowhole in action. The lighthouse, established in 1887, dominated the headland and for the Centenary of ANZAC, has a special commemoration on it.

It is interesting to note that while the lighthouse was established in 1887, the first pub was built in 1837, the Anglican Church in 1858, Post Office 1878 and the Police Station in 1884.
                                                 Looking south, Surf Beach can just be seen.
Looking into the hole.

"There she blows!"

 We strolled, (a stroll is slower than a walk) back towards out hotel and made plans for dinner at the leagues club. A great end to a relaxing day.

                                                    A Cormorant perched on a lightpole.

Bye for now,

Thursday, 8 February 2018

SAG Writing Discussion Group

After a break, for Christmas and the New Year, today saw the group meet, for the first time in 2018, we me as the convenor.  It was great to catch-up with everyone after the break and at morning tea, there were many interesting conversations going on. I even got to, finally, meet a cousin, from my Dad's side.

Our guest speaker, today was Jane Eales and she talked about her book, Secrets, Spies and Spotted Dogs.   The title had me intigued, from the start, wondering how they all fitted together. Well I'm not going to tell you, as it will spoil the story.

BUT, I will give you a taste of what it is about.

Imagine you are 19 years old, living away from home and you are asked for your birth certificate. You write to you parents, asking for a copy, only to receive a phone call and the request that you fly home, the next weekend. You duly arrive home, only to be ushered into you father's study and told you are adopted.

So began Jane's story, one of promises made, secrets kept and finding family.

Avaliable on Kindle and through MH Press, www.middleharbourpress.com  This is a very interesting story on one woman's journey, to find her roots.

The display of Jane's books.

                                                                 Author, Jane Eales.

                                                                   Bye for now,

Tuesday, 6 February 2018

Two New Australian Authors.

 Over the past few months I have been introduced to two new Australian authors. Louise Allan and Michelle. These ladies have both released their first novels this year and they are on the top of my MUST READ pile.

Louise, lives in Western Australia, with her husband and four children and in her acknowledgements she says that the story has taken six years to write.

Set in Tasmania, with a time span og seventy years, it is a
story of two sisters, their relationship and music.

Louise has a website, a wonderful blog and is on Facebook.

                                          The blurb for The Sisters' Song.

Michelle, also lives in Wertern Australia and is a consultant  Emergency Physician.

Dustfall is set in Wittenoom, the town that was built on asbetos mining and where so many people contracted cancer.
Set over a period of about thirty years, it is about two doctors and their connection to this place.

Michelle gives two website address, so you can read about this time but Google Wittenoom and you will also find the information.

The blurb for Dustfall.

I spending some time, relaxing next week and these two books are going to be my relaxation.

So if you are looking for something new, try these two ladies' books and enjoy.

Bye for now,

Thursday, 1 February 2018

February 12 Ancestors in 12 Months AMELIA NICHOLS


 Amelia was born on 26 February 1811, at Prospect and was baptised on 17 March 1811 at St John’s, Parramatta.[i] Her parents were John Nichols, a First Fleeter and Ann Pugh, she was their seventh child.

On 27 July 1827 she married Charles Hughes at Christ Church, Newcastle. Both signed the register with their ‘X’ mark. As she was only 16, when she married, it seems that her brother gave permission for her to marry but this isn’t mentioned on the certificate.[ii]

Amelia and Charles had eight children, Thomas Dent 1828, Charles Andrew 1830, Jane 1832, Ellen 1834-1835, John Francis 1836, Sydney Joseph 1838-1839, William Edmund 1844 and Henry James 1849. They family lived in the Newcastle, Maitland area, with Charles having licences for several inns, in the area.

Charles died 8 January 1869, he was 71. Amelia died on 25 June 1884, aged 73, having lived in Branxton for the previous 15 years. Her cause of death was given as Acute Hepatitis.[iii]

Amelia was my husband’s great- great-grandmother.

Bye for now,


[i] NSW Baptism certificate 1811/ 2345 V1
[ii] NSW Marriage certificate 1827/ 199 Vol 11
[iii] NSW Death certificate 1884/10095

Friday, 26 January 2018

Happy Australia Day!

26 January 1788, the begining of White settlement in the British Colony of New South Wales.

May you have a wonderful relaxing day.

My good friend, Alona Tester, from the lonetester blogs, did a wonderful post on 21 Facts about the First Fleet. Have a read, it is really good and I learnt something from it.

Bye for now, 

Thursday, 25 January 2018

Tidying up my Blog

Do you have tags/labels on your blog posts?

I didn't until this past week. I have added tags/labels to around 98% of my posts and those that don't have them are either small, one line posts or something I didn't want to add them to. So this was 257 posts over 22 pages

Will having tags/labels help me? I don't know.

 Will it help others to search my blog? I hope so.

Another 'job' I did and I suppose it didn't have to be done, was put Surname first, on my family tree database. I was adding new certificates and went, wait I want Surname first, so I then changed all the others, to Surname first. 253 enteries had to be done.

Happy now!
                                                              A paper copy of the database.

Bye for now,