I am booked on the Grafton train on Wednesday. Heading to Sydney to visit my sister and brother. I was married to a railway man. He was a fettler and then a thermit welder when they were changing the tracks for the XPT.

This week I pay $40 app for a return journey on a pension – first class with window seats. I take the Grafton train because there are fewer people on it at this end than the Brisbane or the Casino. Railways are Controversial matters here on the North Coast.

I shall see what I can find.,_New_South_Wales

JAI KATE ANCHORS The Railway Line crosses the River at Urunga and at repton. That’s the Urunga Rail Bridge behind the young couple.  I come from a long line of Rail People – trams and trains and buses as a dodgy entrant. It was my cousin Julie Bell who drove Sydney buses  We go back a long way on the Ready side to the trams of early Sydney. My own Poppa Bell was on the trams as well. Then, in the 20th Century, came the aforementioned former husband.

I am looking for images I have of trains and stations etc. I have never had my camera with me at Central Railway Station so that could be interesting if I am still interested in anything after 8 1/2 hours. The last time I saw my Mum was at Urunga railway Station as she farewelled me on my great venture to the Gold Coast which turned into life one the Tweed and the discoveries about her family – the Bells, Macleods, Mackays etc in Tumbulgum and Condong.

I have oddments of photos of train journeys and I shall trawl the Net as well.

The URUNGA HISTORICAL SOCIETY which is being restored to life after the 2009 floods trashed the town has posted a Heritage Walk Brochure.

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urunga her walk



The Sydney Morning Herald… Friday 3 September 1926,


URUNGA, Thursday.

The Shire President (Councillor H. A. Lansdowne) will extend a civic reception to the Great White Train on its arrival in Urunga on Wednesday next. Commencing on Mon-day, there will be a shopping week in Bellingen and Urunga, and a shield is being given in each-town by the Australian-made Preference League for the best-dressed window.


The Sydney Morning Herald (NSW : 1842-1954), Monday 12 November 1928, page 12

drunk trainThe Sydney Morning Herald  Monday 12 November 1928, page 12



The Story Of Our Travelling Post-Offices SOMEBODY POSTED A COW (LATE FEE) The Sunday Herald (Sydney,… Sunday 29 October 1950


The Story Of Our Travelling Post-Offices




ALMOST half the mail handled by Australian post-offices is sorted in mail vans as New South Wales

express trains roar through the night at 50 to 60

miles an hour.

THIS is the way the Post

office saves time in de-livering letters for all parts of the Commonwealth.

New South Wales is the only State with this system. The reason is its geographical position in the Commonwealth and the length of its railway network.

All sorts of articles are sorted and once a cow technically became late fee (overweight).

The 74 specially selected officers who operate the five main lineT.P.O.s have good cause to be proud of the branch’s record, for not one man has been charged with pilfering since the inception of the service nearly 80 years ago.

The T.P.O. service starts at the Mail Custodian’s room, Central Station, where 10,000 bags approximately II million articles are handled daily.

The room is connected to Sydney’s 23 platforms by a network of tunnels and lifts.

The T.P.O. itself is the mail van attached to express trains.

Each van is a large mail room staffed by men who must know the location of 4,500 towns and villages in the State.

To assist them remember these names the Department prepared613 stories. Each story was named after a central town and included all post-offices served by the central district office.

On the Northern T.P.O. to Glen Innes there are 143 central and1,000 district post-offices.

A short story to cover Aberdeen and its six small district offices


Aberdeen: Davis (Davis Creek), the Dean of Aberdeen,fired darts into the brook (Dart-brook) that were made of rough shell (Rouchell Brook) (UpperRouchell). When the darts burst there was à danger in the field(Dangarfield) so the Dean advised the spectators to watch the game from the brush on the hill (Brushy Hill).


WHEN I joined the North Coast T.P.O., and accompanied the first shift from Sydney to Kempsey, grey-haired, jovial. Mr. L.B. ("Tim") Young was in charge.

Mr. Young has travelled more than 14 million miles during his 33


His assistants were Messrs. Gordon Donovan and Jim Fordham.

They had been working in the van for three hours when the train left at 8.15 p.m.

The bag rack was "dressed" with180 bags and the sorting bench was covered with letters, packages and parcels.

This post-office is travelling at 60 miles per hour, but you’d never guess it by looking at the sorters.

"Tim" Young was sorting into150 pigeonholes.

The majority carried no town identification, but he said, "You get to know where they are."

As the train gathered speed I was

tossed from side to side.

"It’s rougher in here than in a carriage," said Gordon Donovan."I hope you don’t get train sick like some of our chaps who have. had to toss in the job because they were sick for the whole journey."

When the train reached the North Coast line it was much rougher.

1 hung on with both hands for hours, but the T.P.O.. men were standing firm footed and swaying with the van as the express roared through the thickly timbered north coast country at speeds of from30-60 m.p.h.

They flicked letters into pigeon-holes, bundles and parcels into bags, and wrote out despatch notes.

These men have been over the ‘track so often that they can instinctively pinpoint the train’s position although working within the enclosed mail room.

"Tim" Young would pick up a bag, walk to the back of the van and toss from the open doorway as a platform was reached.

His action was mechanical, and

the bag would drop on a barrow or a

slide across the platform to the stationmaster’s office.

"Tim" Young said: "When I was on the South they used to call us the travelling ghost. For years I threw out mail in the darkness to people I had never seen, but I always felt I knew them.

"On the North-west, the boys are in closer contact with people living beside the line in the outback.They see them in daylight. One of them makes up parcels of lollies and gifts which he throws with the mail for the children.

You see some funny mail

matter at times. I have even seen a cow posted late fee.

"That happened on the South some years ago. The cow was discovered when I went to the back of the van to collect some bags.

"The cow remained there until we chased it out at Cootamundra.

"We afterwards learned that one of our own chaps ‘posted’ the cow while we were asleep during the day.

"Our biggest problem is handling letters which people address with a via. We don’t want via on any mail matter. The town of destination is sufficient.

When the train was nearing Kempsey Gordon Donovan picked

up a newspaper and moved to the doorway.

"Must not miss my little blonde,"

he said.

Out went the paper, to be caught by a pyjama-clad four-year-old girl who was standing at a tent doorway.

The T.P.O. men had a 10-hour break at Kempsey while a relief staff went on to South Grafton.

In the evening they rejoined the van on the return trip to Sydney.

To save time, the Post-office often has to send mail AWAY

from the point for which it is intended.

For instance, mail for Queens-land loaded at Grafton doesn’t go direct to Queensland ‘. but back towards Sydney for 150 miles

on the North Coast=Sydney mail train while it’s sorted out. Then completely sorted-it’s thrown on

to the north-bound Brisbane Ex-press at Taree.

On the return trip 112 suburban bags were added to the rack,

This enables suburban mail to be delivered direct to its destination without passing through the


City sorters will soon be attached to the T.P.O.s to sort city letters and have them ready for delivery on arrival of the train at Central.


The Sydney Morning Herald (NSW : 1842-1954), Saturday 4 November 1950


SEASIDE EX TRAINSThe Sydney Morning HeraldSaturday 4 November 1950



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NEW DAWN Volume 6 Issue 11, Page c2


repton bridgeThe Sydney Morning Herald  Friday 17 May 1935, page 14



Back to MY plans for this week and MY images.






The Damn Dam


The Greener Grass


Time to hang out the washing. I have a line which has been strung between trees. I think it was hung by someone considerably taller than I am. I have trouble reaching up to hang clothes on it.

Today, I shall simply hang them on the airer and put it out in the sunshine on the verandah. The Cottage has verandahs on all sides and I am in my well-loved indoor/outdoor living. Ground level – because I now have knees which baulk at stairs.

TROVE has some Bellingen Links.

We have a click clack bed on the side verandah. The HEALING CENTRE in William Street, Bellingen has one too. OK for sitting on but they bring back bad memories of nights away when I was young. Day n Nites we used to be put on. They generally seemed comfortable when I first went to bed but sometime after turning out the lights, the discomfort would start. The click-clack I have now is mortally uncomfortable in broad daylight and I don’t offer it to anyone for sleeping.


The day has turned into a lot of bull. The Charade is registerable. Looks Good. Ken Koala did the rust and its a fine job. Navin’s did the rest and I am surely home because although it was costly, the Urunga generosity was in place and the work has eliminated a noise that has had me freaked for a long time- someplace in the steering it was. . The exhaust pipe is a grand looking affair. For years now it has had a piece of pipe stuck up it from Motor Bike Chris at Currumbin. It worked well but was inelegant.

The Bull kicked in when I tried the various RTA online and phone services and the use of the PO for paying the Green Slip. I am not even going to write about it. After weeks of wrassling with Telstra, I don’t have the wherewithal for another wrassle and will obediently wait for tomorrow, get a lift to the RTA in Nambucca and hand over hard copy. A lot of Bull !



I don’t have an office space here due to its being a much smaller house than Ulmarra. I DO have a fine table and many windows and sliding doors with the option of working outside as well. The lounge room is set up as an actual lounge room which is novel for me. Lounging is NOT my forte.



I am, therefore, at home.  This time, the Charade is also at home but I dare not drive it till I have that Rego stamped. Izzy has gone North again to the Music Jam Night. I am considering booking a table for the BELLINGEN GOLD CLUB Saturday night where a Jug Band is playing. Its the Bellingen Jazz Club putting this one on.

Izzy used to play the Murwillumbah Jazz Club and he also played with SCRUBBY PETE HURCOMBE at the AUSTRALIAN JAZZ CONVENTION in Lismore a year or so back.


The Golf Club appears to have an eaterie called THE FAIRWAY BISTRO. Australian, Chinese and Asian meals, it says. OK. Years back, the Bellingen RSL moved itself down to the Golf Club from where it had been longtime up near the Commonwealth Bank. The Bank is now AFFIRMATIONS.  I just checked their site. Affirmations came to Bellingen in 1987 and I went off to Sydney that year for a 7 year stint. That explains my not knowing who they were or when they started.

Where the RSL Club once was is now DIGGERS TAVERN. They have a large bottle shop underneath and upstairs where there once was an auditorium, The Sheridans have put in Motel Type rooms. I had occasion to stay there 4-5 times this Summer and they were pretty good. Great Move that one was, Fred. Diggers’ has good eating and bingo and entertainment as well as the rooms which are quiet, ultra modern and $90 per night.

I have posted another picture of a GuruFoods meal. a) because its delcious b) because its enironmentally aware and has a code of ethics c) being vegetarian, we don’t have to think twice and three times nor negotiate the meals and d) I LOVE the Guru Girls.  e) Its Zaf’s favourite. Mind you, she also likes HEARTHFIRE.

P.S. The Poetry Night is to held there this month as well. BARDS OF BELLO.


Right now we are in Autumn.

“ I disliked the Autumn because I was afraid of the Winter”.

2010 seems a good year to enjoy the Autumn. The shadows are long and soft. The temperature at Raleigh at 4.44 pm. is 22 degrees Celsius.