Some of you who've been reading this awhile may remember me mentioning Joyce.
For those who don't recall, Joyce grew up in our little valley and remembers our place as it looked back when it looked nice. I emailed her shortly after we made an offer on our house, after finding her email address in an online piece talking about the local history of the area.
Anyway, Joyce is particularly wonderful, and is also a great local historian. She's sent me a couple of photos.
The first is her brother, Len, circa 1955, at their place, in a photo I just love. Doesn't he look happy?
Our house would be one of the two little white blobs on the right in the background there, although I can't quite work out which but most probably the one on the far right.
What strikes me most is how cleared that hill was then. It's not now. This is a picture taken yesterday of Lucinda climbing that hill in the background, although it doesn't do the regrowth justice because it really only shows a few trees and some lantana, but perhaps you can just believe me and appreciate the photo anyway because it's cute and she insisted on dragging those sticks all the way to the top while complaining how heavy they were and looking like Jon Bon Jovi (the house behind her is our neighbour's place).
Now, this is a photo that shows some fairly surly looking children, and - drumroll - Little House. Back when Little House was a school and situated further up the road from where she sits now on our block. This photo is circa 1905.
Some of the descendants of these kids still live on our road. In fact, the caption with their names reads remarkably similar to the local Street Directory as many of the roads around here are named after local families.
So, there you go. Some more local history and some great old photos to boot.