This is where I grew up.
All of my childhood memories stem from this little town, up until we moved, the summer before I started high school.
It was a time of innocence. Life was so carefree, no responsibilities and not old enough to have made any of life's big fuck ups.
It lives in my heart this place, plays with my emotions and reminds me of a time when life was simple.
|The church we used to go to, across the road from our house. |
My two sisters, twin brother and I were baptised here when I was eight.
|We used to roller skate here on weekends. There was a picture of the|
queen hanging on the wall, probably still is.
|The old post office and looking down John Street.|
|The veranda on the right used to be a shop, I think it was Humphries store. I stole an eraser, can't remember how old I was, Mum made me go and hand it back.|
|Log trucks still hurtle through town. There is a timber mill in town still, not as|
busy as it was back when I was a kid.
|Mum seems to think it is 'Sutters Gold'. It's special to me and I can't think of anything better than to have a cutting off the actual plant, I hope it takes.|