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GHOST SHIPS: Part 1. Amazing wrecks in the Baltic Sea a maritime graveyard

MARITIME HISTORY AND ARCHAEOLOGY WERE THE FOCUS FOR MANY OF THE WRECKS IN THIS OVERVIEW. SOME OF THE VESSELS ARE IN REMARKABLY WELL-PRESERVED CONDITION.

Curator DR STEPHEN GAPPS

DEAD & GONE: DIVING ON THE 1660 WRECK OF RESANDE MANNEN. Below: TIMBER FRAME OF RESANDE MANNEN LIES LIKE THE RIB CAGE OF A SKELETON ON THE SEA FLOOR. Below: A BOX WITH SQUARE GLASS MEDICINE BOTTLES.

In 2003 underwater sonar was being used to locate a Swedish reconnaissance plane that had been shot down in the Baltic Sea, during the Cold War, in 1952. The searchers came across what archaeologists called an ‘anomaly’, indicating a possible shipwreck.

As it was 130 metres below the surface, a remotely operated vehicle (ROV) was sent down to investigate. To the surprise of all, they saw a 17th century ship sitting upright of the bottom of the sea floor, quite intact, looking as though it was ready to be crewed and to set sail again.

In fact, it was so complete that spars and rigging lying on the deck could tell them the last sail settings – and hence manoeuvre – before the ship sank.

It was such an eerie sight that archaeologists instantly named it the “ghost ship’.

Many people know of the iconic Swedish shipwreck, Vasa, lifted from the sea floor in 1961. It now sits in its own very popular museum. But there is much more to Swedish maritime archaeology than Vasa; the Baltic Sea is littered with Swedish and other nations’ ships.

In fact, it is one of the best locations in the world for ship archaeology.

BULGING WITH MONEY

Most marine organisms that attack wood, including the infamous shipworm Teredo navalis, are absent from this cold, brackish sea.

The 2003 ROV inspection of the “Ghost Ship” showed it to be a merchant ship from the mid-17th century, revealing typical Dutch shipbuilding characteristics from this period. A multi-beam echo-sounder was used to penetrate the upper deck and the holds, to gather accurate measurements for a 3-D reconstruction of the ship.

The map revealed the contents of the vessel: the rigging, decorative work, sails, a hearth place, sailors’ chests and other artefacts. The ‘Ghost Ship’ has the characteristic pear-shaped stern recognisable from 17-century depictions of Dutch fluyts (fruits), a type of dedicated cargo ship that could operate with a small crew.

The rudder head is decorated with three flowers, a motif traditional for Holland. The stern was flanked by two life-size sculptures depicting Dutch mid-17th century merchants in fashionable clothing, with bulging money-pouches on their belts.

These have fallen off and were found on the sea-floor next to the wreck.

One of these ‘corner men’ (hoekman, in Dutch) was salvaged in May 2010 by an ROV fitted with a mechanical claw.

SYMBOLS FOR NAMES

A brief inspection revealed red paint on the hat and black on the merchant’s coat and the figure has now been sent to Holland for conservation and further paint analysis. The area on the transom between the hoekmen, originally covered with horizontal panelling, was where the ship’s name should have been.

But at this time (when most people were illiterate), ships’ names were often added by using symbols – allegoric sculptures or ornament. Many names would have been influenced by their ability to be easily depicted and widely understood in symbols: Half Moon, Virgin Mary or The Rose or Prophet Abraham.

When the ROV surveyed the area abaft the ship, a sculpted piece of wood lying among other timbers came into view. It has been identified as the body of a swan, carved in deep relief. The original name of the Ghost Ship was probably Swan; or at least had the word ‘swan’ as part of its name.

The eerie beauty of the Ghost Ship is the natural preservation that makes it possible to reconstruct what the crew were doing just before the ship sank.

<< A ghost ship and a travelling man by curator Dr Stephen Gapps; Signals Quarterly, September/October/November, 2016. Published by the Australian National Maritime Museum.

Next week: Final. Kronan, one of King Charles XI of Sweden’s ships, turned too hard, with too much sail, began to founder and exploded.


FEATURES COMING UP: GAMBLING: What is problem gambling? What are the chances of going from social gambler to a pathological gambler? … Coming of Age: How fit are you? If you want to be in good health when Spring is in the air there’s only one way … Safe bushwalking – it’s fun for everyone! … Men’s Health: Diabetes and prostate problems are where experts say, “Don’t turn your back on them” …  Irish writer, Maeve Binchy -- journalist to award winning novelist … Jenolan Caves -a wonder world’s underground.


IN THE PAST: Nutcote Crisis – Was it the end for a “valued icon and a beloved home”

IN 1991, THE NUTCOTE CRISIS THREATENED TO CLOSE THE HOME OF MAY GIBBS AND THE WONDERFUL BUSH BABIES UNTIL A STRONG AND CONTEMPORARY MUSEUM POLICY WAS PUT TOGETHER. IT WAS MET BY A DELIGHTED COMMUNITY. IN 2018, AUSTRALIANS AND VISITORS HAVE A CHANCE TO SEE BELOVED BUSH BABIES, SNUGGLEPOT AND CUDDLEPIE, IN THE ECLETIC SYDNEY VIVID FESTIVAL. A PROJECTION OF THE ICONS WILL FEATURE MORE THAN 15,000 HAND-DRAWN ANIMATION FRAMES AND NARRATION.

Adapted by FRANK MORRIS

PLACE TO BE: IT’S MAY GIBB’S ICONIC SNUGGLEPOT AND CUDDLEPIE, IN VIVID COLOUR, ON CUSTOMS HOUSE. ENDS ON JUNE 16. Below: S&C UP CLOSE ON THE PRINTED PAGE. Below: MAGIC GARDEN -- THE PATH EDGED WITH DOROTHY PERKINS ROSES, VIOLETS, ALYSSOM AND LOBELIA.

THE “NUTCOTE CRISIS” IN 1991:

The Nutcote Crisis is at hand. In less than a month, North Sydney Council, NSW, will decided Nutcote’s fate. All hinges on whether the purchase price of nearly $3 million can be repaid by donations.

Realistically, words and dreams are no longer enough to save Nutcote. Only strong action by people at all levels in communities all over Australia will bring a reversal of fortune for Nutcote. North Sydney Council’s contribution of $600,000 plus community donations have exceeded $1 million.

Where will the rest come from?

Despite the concerted efforts of numerous groups, corporate and government responses to requests for financial aid have been disheartening. Mr Phillip Smiles, newly elected Member for North Shore, has gained notoriety with his anti-Nutcote stance; but his arguments are circular and without regard for Nutcote’s community goodwill.

NUTCOTE’S VISION

And while the Nutcote debate rages in a small section Sydney press, its ramifications are virtually unknown in other parts of the metropolitan area.

Far-flung interstate action groups in receipt of newspaper clipping are better informed than most Sydney-siders. What’s the reason for this?

Nutcote, in this regard, deserves significant national recognition. Who will lift the debate above petty parochialism? 

Nutcote has vision and it includes all Australians and the promotion of our national literature.

ICONIC MAY GIBBS

Caroline Serventy, President of the Australia Federation of Friends of Galleries and Museums, spoke for Nutcote supporters … in a letter to Mr Smiles expressing concern at the State Government’s lack of insight concerning Nutcote’s investment potential.

Said Serventy: “North Sydney, and NSW, are both extremely lucky to have the home of such an icon of Australian literature as May Gibbs available as a museum; other communities would be delighted to have such a treasure.

“A new museum has opened every two weeks in Great Britain since 1970. Countries like France, Spain and Canada also have an extraordinarily high number of new museums, many of them local, and supported substantially by the work of volunteers.

“Contemporary museum policy included strong community involvement, and the number of visitors to museums is increasing worldwide.  Most popular are museums that present collections in a social context. Nutcote has the potential for enormous success as an attraction to all Australians and visitors.”

<< Reprinted, with minor editing, from Australian Book Collector, September 1991.

Frank Morris comments: There were Australian-wide commentaries that came to the fore in the Nutcote crisis in 1991. But, after everything was said and done, all was resolved. May Gibbs died in 1969 at 92. Gibbs lived at Nutcote until her death. She left her house to charity, which had to be sold. But the “Nutcote Crisis” saved the day. The May Gibbs Foundation and the house and garden were opened to the public in 1994. * At Customs House until June 16.


FLASHBACK: The Big Fight – “Kid” McCoy, Irish boxer -- his life, was a “very colourful” one

HE WAS DIVORCED AND THEN REMARRIED THE SAME WOMAN.

Adapted by FRANK MORRIS

Below: KID McCOY WAS HEAD OVER HEELS IN LOVE WITH HIS MISTRESS AND ASKED HER TO MARRY HIM. SHE REFUSED. HE SHOT HER DEAD.

You’ve heard of the Real McCoy. He was behind the familiar names – the person who made the name famous. The real McCoy, who gave his name to the expression, was Norman Selby. Selby, a boxer, was born in Rush County, Indiana, October 13, 1873. His boxing career began in 1891 as well as a name-change to Charles “Kid” McCoy.

In his belief, to be a success as a boxer, it was better to be Irish; and Irish boxers were very popular at that time in the US.

In March 1896, McCoy won the world welterweight championship when he beat Irishman, Tommy Ryan. He continued as a successful boxer. He then competed for the middleweight title, then light-heavyweight then, finally, as a heavyweight.

At the height of his success, a middleweight named Al McCoy appeared on the scene. From then on, Kid McCoy was billed as the Real McCoy to distinguish him from the lesser fighters.

The expression ‘real McCoy’ had been used before Kid McCoy came across it. It originated as Real ‘Mc Kay’, in Scotland, where it was applied to first class whisky. In was launched in America where the name became the Real McCoy.

HE WAS SENTENCED

Kid McCoy’s life was a very colourful one. He travelled widely and introduced boxing into Africa and many parts of Europe. Apart from being a boxer he was also a film star. He had eight wives; one of the eight he divorced and remarried.

Some years before his ninth trot to the altar, he proposed to his mistress. And when she declined his offer, he shot her dead. He was sentenced to seven years in prison for manslaughter, having eluded a murder charge by pleading insanity due to boxing injuries.

He was released in 1932. Soon after being set free he married his final wife. On the April 18, 1940, he committed suicide.

[Adapted from The Real McCoy: People behind the name you thought were fiction; Elieen Hellicar.]

<< From “Kid” McCoy, Irish boxer, his life was a very colourful one; Real McCoy, by Eileen Helicar; 1983.


AUSSIE POEM: Life Cycle – She unknowingly stood on a flower-bed

LYN BROWN

POET’S BOOK: LYN BROWN - “THEY CONTAIN THOUGHTS AND MEMORIES I’D LIKE TO SHARE WHILE I AM STILL ABLE TO.” Below: “UNKNOWINGLY, SHE ALSO STOOD ON A FLOWER BED”.

At five years old in nineteen-twenty-three,

she watched the midwife hurrying to her mother.

Sent outside, she stood unknowingly

on a flower bed, with her little brother,

crushing the scent from violets. Ears to the wall

of their mother’s room, they listened to the cries

of a new-born sister. Two years on, they all,

needing a house of somewhat larger size,

left the small weatherboard. It lasted through 

the century. Three times out of sentiment 

she went to look. Then turning eighty-two 

in the year two thousand, one last time she went.

Sharply aware of pending demolition, 

she found the fulfilment of her premonition.

<< Fire and Water. Poems. Lyn Brown; Best Year Newsletter, 2002.

SOON: I interviewed Lyn Brown in 2002. Lyn had just published Fire and Water. She told me of her great passion for writing and “sitting in my corner ruminating about a particular poem.”


SOON: The Myall Creek Massacre 180 years ago! In 1838, a conflict between Aborigines and settlers hit a crisis point. An estimated 50 Aborigines were killed.

Posted in: Grand Years with Frank Morris at 15 June 18

IN THE PAST: 1903 – Fashion, men-folk and air we breathe!

EVERY LIGHTED GAS-JET IS THE QUALITY OF AIR USED BY THE LUNGS.

Adapted by FRANK MORRIS

ANYONE FOR TENNIS: THERE IS EXCERISE TO TENNIS SO USE IT TO KEEP FIT. Below: THE MODEL DEMONSTRATES THE PERFECT WAIST.

When we live in the open enforced breathing is not essential. But when wood and stone or brick and plaster form this environment, special measurers must be adopted to ensure constant purity of air. Oxygen is as necessary to life of gas or fire as it is to humans.

Every lighted gas-jet is a powerful rival in the consumption of this element.

One jet will consume as mush oxygen as eight persons. Every inspiration of an individual subtracts oxygen from the air, and every expiration contributes the deadly carbon. This is the carbonic acid gas which collects in the bottom of wells.

It also gathers in mines; it is known as choke-damp. A lighted candle is immediately extinguished in this atmosphere.

So it is the lamp of life.

Breathe through a tube into the bottom of a fruit jar. Then lower into the jar a lighted candle. It will immediately go out. The oxygen of the air is the foods of the lungs.

Be as particular (as you can) regarding the quality of your lung food as of your stomach food. Your palate repudiates vitiated food; so should your nostrils spurn foul air.

PERFECT FIGURE

Look at the diagram. It illustrates what I consider is a woman’s perfect figure. The figure is, as you’ll see, a long one.

The head is small, upon a well-shaped, not too slender, neck. The shoulders are fairly broad. The bust-line is round, well developed. The waist is 21 inches in circumference, and the hips are 37 inches round, well covered, but not, what we call in France, too saillante.

For saillante hips divide the body most ungracefully, and are one of the great difficulties with which the artist in dressmaking has frequently to cope.

The skirt, the measurement from waist to foot, should be 41 inches; and the entire height from neck to foot is 5ft 2 inches. Arms should be 14 inches, from shoulder to the elbow; and 11 inches from the elbow to the wrist. And the wrist should measure just 6 inches round.


IN THE PAST: Flo Russel arrested for wearing an abbreviated skirt

THE JUDGE, OF COURSE, JUMPS AT IT.

Adapted by FRANK MORRIS

To be arrested on a charge of holding one skirts too high on a rainy day suggests, of course, the United States. In 

Joplin, Missouri, was the precise scene of the incident. And Miss Flo Russel was its victim, or heroine.

It was charged against her, quite in the Addisonian style, the height at which she held them created enough commotion to amount to a disturbance of traffic. Her youth and prettiness, if they did not aggravate the offence, did aggravate the commotion. A policeman arrested her.

ABBREVIATED SKIRT

Miss Russell, in her defence, said that she was wearing a new and particularly handsome silk petticoat and other “thing” equally new and equally handsome. And, she added, held her skirts just high enough to prevent them from being muddied. But, she said, not an inch higher.

To clinch the matter, she had come dressed in identical clothes and was ready if the judge desired to give a demonstration in court.

The judge, of course, jumped at it. A space was cleared and the court became so judicially fascinated with the performance that it took him fifteen minutes to discharge Miss Russell, with apologies.

<< The New Idea, 1903.


IN THE PAST: A lesson in grace – Body twists, upward strength and side stretches!

SHE IS A WOMAN WHO MOVES EASILY – SHE IS THE ‘GRACEFUL’ WOMAN.

Adapted by FRANK MORRIS

GET READY: ALL THE TWISTS YOU CAN THINK OF -- LET’S GO!

Grace in growing girls is never conscious posing nor lackadaisical drawling and drooping, nor exaggerated nervous intensity, any more that it is a stolid quietness or a rude violence of manner. Grace is much simpler that any of those things.

In fact, grace is often overlooked because it seems so natural and so absolutely what one would like to see.
Grace is literally ease of motion.

Where motion is difficult or awkward or over-intense, there is a great loss of will-powder to provide strength. The horse that runs the swiftest is usually the prize-winner. The horse that steps the lightest and easiest, and is most delightful look at, you back every time.

BREATHE EASILY

The woman who accomplishes the most housework is not the woman who does it with her teeth set, every nerve tense, and stamping about on the heels of her shoes. The woman who is the least tired after a day’s work, or a day’s exercise of any sort, is relaxed.

Whoever the woman, she goes about it with a springy step, breathing easily, with chest held up. This woman is more apt to smile than have a tight look about her mouth. Her muscles are relaxed so far as consistent with accomplishment.

She is a woman who moves easily -- she is the ‘graceful’ woman. The graceful woman is neither too quick nor too slow. She never hurries unless it is necessary. But she is never affectedly slow. Many young ladies have a confused notion that to drawl and to be lazy is to be graceful.

Therefore, the exercises that will benefit these physical deficiencies are the exercises that are going to bring about the condition of grace.

<< From the New I903.


IN THE PAST: 1914/1918. Diggers at Gallipoli over 100 years ago

“THEY RUSH ENEMY TRENCHES … THEIR MAGAZINES WERE NOT CHARGED, SO THEY WENT IN WITH COLD STEEL,” SAID ELLIS ASHMEAD-BARTLETT, WHO WAS DESCRIBING THE SCENE.

FRANK MORRIS

REST TIME: ANZAC MEN GRAB SOME MUCH NEEDED REST AT THE ENTRANCE OF THEIR DUGOUT. Below: AT PEACE: LEAVING GALLIPOLI AFTER A BITTER SWEET STRUGGLE FOR VICTORY.

It happened over 100 year ago. This celebration marks the start of the name Anzac and how it became a symbol of Australian courage and military prowess. It eventually gave the Anzacs the chance of a ‘living hell’ called Gallipoli.

It would also highlight the day when 75,000 Allied soldiers – 10,000 of them Anzacs would lay their lives on the line.
On these bloody shores of Gallipoli was written one of the most memorable chapters in Australian history.

About 1.30am in the inky darkness of April 25, 1915, the troop boat loaded with Anzacs arrives off the Gallipoli peninsula. The eerie stillness of the night produced an uneasy, lonely feeling.

As one war historian wrote: “Even the bravest men among the Anzacs felt fear, but come what may they would acquit themselves in a manner creditable both to themselves and their country.”

Against the shadowy outline of the mountainous coast, the first of the troop boats nosed their bows onto the blackened beach. There was an uneasy silence as they waited for the dug-in Turkish army to open fire.

SHADOWY OUTLINE

The Anzacs leapt out into shallow water, their rifles held above their heads. Suddenly, the tranquillity of the Peninsula’s valleys echoed with the whistling of shells and heavy gunfire. A living hell had erupted. The fight for Gallipoli had begun.

Of the historic day, the Official History of Australia in the War commented: “Never in history was a campaign richer in pure heroism and conscious self-sacrifice.

Now, our Gallipoli heroes have passed on. Their deeds will live forever.

<< From the Grand Years series on Gallipoli.

Posted in: Grand Years with Frank Morris at 08 June 18

THE GREAT WAR: Lusitania “gravest situations” yet faced in war – newspaper

In less than a minute the first torpedo hit the fastest passenger ship in the world up-front on the starboard side.

FRANK MORRIS

JOURNEY OF NO RETURN: THE LUSITANIA, HEADING FOR THER OTHER SIDE OF THE ATLANTIC. Below: THE SPHERE GIVES A BLOW BY BLOW DESCRIPTION OF THE FRUITLESS ESCAPE. Below: KAPITANLEUTNANT SCHWIEGER, OF THE GERMAN NAVY, HAD THE LUSITANIA IN HIS SIGHT.

It’s Saturday, May 1, 1915, at 0800 hours.

Berthed at pier 54, was the Lusitania getting ready for its 5000 miles journey from New York to Britain. It stood there like a centurion, tall and fast. Thousands of the sightseers were screaming and shouting their hearts out. They were flags flying and bands playing; the celebrity ship was preparing to leave.

This was the sense of an occasion; a sense, if you like, of a party going on.

In among this there were politicians and solicitors, some saying “Goodbye” and “Hello”. There were a mixture of passengers – 2000 in all – waiting to board this celebrity ship; there were the first class passengers having their luggage taken from them; and ordinary passengers who had to struggle with their good and chattels.

After Lusitania began embarkation, it was heading for the other side of the globe. As the greyhound of the seas, she carried the hope and dreams of everyone aboard. It was known as the “fastest ship in the world” and Captain Turner was the commodore.

GENERAL WARNING

During 1914, Britain intended to use its powerful naval blockade to starve Germany … into submission. Britain hoped to use the blockade of enemy ports to cut off supplies from the outside would. The public, officials and politicians would make their voices heard.

The ship’s captain was notified of submarine activity off the south coast of lreland. Instead of Liverpool, he was ordered to go to Queenstown, on the Irish east coast.

A week before its sinking, the “German Embassy, in Washington, advertised in the American press a general warning to travellers by ship in British waters, “ notes a magazine caption in The Great War At Sea.

Speed is the best defence against any submarine activity and, in 6 days averaged 21 knots, which made the Lusitania a tough bird to catch. Kapitaleutnant Schwieger, commander of U-20, had curtailed the lives of many ships in his patrol of the North Sea.

Schwieger ranked 6th in the point-score of top-scoring U-boat commanders when he was killed in a submarine accident six weeks after being presented with Germany’s highest decoration for gallantry in 1917.

LUCKY BREAK

Calling to the U-20 pilot, Schwieger, after summing up the position, said, “Four funnels … upwards of 20.000 tons and making about 22 knots.” The pilot checked this information and called back to his commander, “Either the Lusitania or the Mauretania. Both listed as armed merchant cruisers.”

Schwieger and the U-20 prepared for action.

After loading a G-type torpedo into the forward tube, the commander noticed the target had altered its course.

Schwieger could not believe his luck! Lusitania had turned to starboard and the Queenstown coast was 20 miles away. Because the Lusitania had changed its position, the range was about 550 metres it would not be a long shot after all.

At that range, Schwieger “gave the deadly order to shoot.”

END OF PART 1.


POET RUPERT BROOKE DEAD. MANY AUSTRALIANS MUST HAVE HEARD ABOUT RUPERT BROOKE, OR SEEN HIM ON THE BATTLION LINE WHEN HE JOINED UP ON SEPTEMBER 27, 1914.  HE WROTE SOME OF HIS BEST POETRY IN THE TRENCHES. THE WELL KNOWN POEM, THE LITTLE DOG’S DAY, WAS A TRIBUTE TO THE PERIOD. RUPERT BROOKE’S WAR … IN THE NEXT GREAT WAR.


THE LUSITANIA: Final! All hell broke loose – a torpedo is coming!

JOURNEY ENDED: STERN UP AND MINUTES LATER, GONE FOREVER. Below: NEARLY, AND ALMOST GONE, THE LUSITANIA TAKES A DEEP BREATH THEN … Below: THE NEW YORK TIMES WITH A FOUR-DECK HEADING THAT ALMOST TOLD THE FULL STORY.

Schwieger waited a few seconds to steady himself. “Fire one!” The torpedo cleared the tube. It chalked up 38 knots and it was right on target.

Back on the Lusitania …

There was a lookout on the starboard bridge wing but it was from the crow’s nest that the vital warning came, via the telephone. “Torpedo coming on the starboard side!” Captain Turner, the commodore of the Cunard Line, “responding to the lookout’s warning looked to starboard in shocked disbelief just in time to see the white streak in the water.”

There was a heavy thudding sound from the starboard side just under the bridge.  A second torpedo shot was felt, “almost instantaneously, which physically rocked the ship”.

SOS – COME AT ONCE

All hell broke loose.

The Lusitania bow was listing on the right hand side and water was fast getting in through the cavernous torpedos holes. At 1411 hours, the Lusitania had started sending distress signals. “SOS, SOS, SOS. COME AT ONCE. BIG LIST. 10 MILES SOUTH OLD KINSALE. MFA.”

A lifeboat laden with over fifty passengers, weighting 5 tons, swung inboard and crushes those standing on the boat deck. Passengers ran for a lifeboat. Children were crying. Parents and elderly folk were blighted by fear.

WALKED AWAY

Schwieger looked out of the periscope and saw the 20,000 ton ship, so to speak, just about ‘on its knees’ … saw passengers jumping overboard … saw lifeboats being eased over the side and with others racing out of danger. He saw many tragic things in the 18 minute before the ship went under.

Schwieger, because he was low on fuel, lowered the periscope and headed back to sea to begin the U-20 voyage home.

When he received the Blue Max or Pour Le Merite Medal, for sinking a total of 190,000 tons of Allied shipping, the largest victim, the Lusitania, was never mentioned on the citation.

At 1428 hours GMT, only six lifeboats out of a total of forty-eight were afloat amid the wreckage. In the final moments the Lusitania bow would strike the sea bed before the stern sank beneath the waves and went to the bottom. It lost over 1200 souls.

The fastest passenger in the world, the Lusitania, was gone.

<< Background from The Great War at Sea: Naval battles of World War One; Lusitania, a television documentary; and Pen and Sword Books Ltd.


MILESTONES: How the Aussie people lived between the war years?

IT STARTED IN THE RING AS THE HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP, AND ENDED UP FORTY MINUTES LATER WITH POLICE BEING CALLED IN.

Adapted by FRANK MORRIS

ATLAS POSE: JACK JOHNSON SAID, “I WAS DEAD SURE I’D WIN.” Below: TOMMY BURNS SHAPING UP AND IS ATTEMPTING TO HAVE ANOTHER GO AT JOHNSON.

1908

It was dawn on Boxing Day and people awoke to newspaper headlines involving the clash of the titans and the struggle for white supremacy when Tommy Burns, the Canadian, was pitted against “American’s premier coloured boxer” Jack Johnson.

More 60,000 spectators converged on Rushcutters Bay Stadium, Sydney, for the Heavyweight championship of the World, and filled the stadium to the brink.

Reports of the day claim “there were 20,000 men at ringside and twice twenty thousand lingered outside …” There were crowds of men everywhere but only one woman – the wife of the celebrated author, Jack London, who covered the stoush for newspapers overseas.

The fight was over in forty minutes, moments after the opening of the fourteenth round before police intervened. A towering Johnson toyed with Burns who was almost 20cm shorter than his opponent.

Meanwhile, at the ringside, an over-confident Johnson said: “Never had any doubt. From the start of the fight I was dead sure I would win.” A well-beaten Tommy Burns said: “I did my best. I fought hard but Johnson was too big”.

Mrs Jack London, the only woman to have witnessed the fight, said: “I think Burns is the grittiest fighter it is possible to be.” – Frank Morris.

The iconic poem of Australia, My country by Dorothea Mackellar, was published in London. Mackellar, who died in 1968, at the age 83, is credited with two most quoted lines in Australian literature: “I love a sunburnt country, a land of sweeping plains …”

Her house was the centre of publicity back in the 1970s. A visitor maintained that the she spoke to the ghost Mackellar about certain trinkets and news, and described her outfit; everybody in the district soon knew about the ghost. An opera based of the life of Australia’s most famous poet was staged in the open at Narrabeen, NSW. – Frank Morris.

Horror rail smash at Sunshine. Australia was shocked when 44 people died and more that 400 were injured in the nation’s worst rail disaster. There were anguished screams when victims were laid out in rows in two waiting-rooms for identification on April 20. – Frank Morris.

1909

In November, NSW coalminers mounted a strike which lasted four and a half months – but it ended in defeat.  

George Augustine Taylor, in December, made first unpowered flight in Australia.

Colin Defries piloted the first motor-propelled flight in Australia.

<< Milestones, a part-feature in Good Weekend; extra editorial by Frank Morris.


THE YANKS BRING THEIR NEWSPAPER: It’s can be worth a lot of cash!

AS THE WARS ROLL ON, STAR AND STRIPES WILL BE A FAMILIAR CATCH CRY.

FRANK MORRIS

THE S&S: THE STARS AND STRIPES, THE FIRST ISSUE WAS IN 1915. S&S WAS THE MOST POPULAR, MOST QUOTED SERVICE PAPER IN WORLD WAR 2. Below: IT’S THE 21ST CENTURY AND S&S IS STILL GOING, THIS TIME AS A TABLOID.

The most treasured newspaper of any war from 1915 onwards was Stars and Stripes. Experts say it’s hailed as the most popular, most quoted, and most ambitious of the service newspapers around since World War II.

Meanwhile, there was an interesting array of service newspapers and magazines produced all over the world -- Yank, SEAC, Parade, Battle Dress, Victory and so on – S&S origins actually date from the Great War.

Media historian Michael Anglo said these news outlets “provided a safety valve for the vast hordes of civilians in uniform who were enmeshed in the military machine.”

The first of issue of The Stars and Stripes was produced in Neufchateau, France, on February 8, 1918. The idea that the American Expeditionary Forces (AEF) published its own newspaper was promoted by an articulate but aggressive young officer, Guy T. Viskniskki.

START THE PROJECT

Viskniskki, a press officer and censor, backed up his proposal with the fact the he had organised and managed the 80th Division Training Camp weekly, The Bayonet. When the General Staff finally acquiesced to his plan, Viskniskki unearthed enough newsprint to start to project.

His next move was to find linotype machines and stereotyping equipment and suitable premises. He did. He organised the printing at the Paris plant of the London newspaper, The Daily News. Viskniskki’s position as editor was curtailed after a few issues.

He was eventually succeeded by an “editorial council”, which was headed by Harold Ross, who later co-founded the New Yorker magazine. Some of the other luminaries included Alexander Woolcott (drama) and Grantland Rice (sport).

BRITISH EDITION

The paper, which was “greatly prized” by the infantry and officers alike, continued to be published in France for the next sixteen months. It was shifted to Washington, lock, stock and caboodle to operate as “an independent weekly”.

Since its beginning, S&S has been part of every theatre of war on every front. The paper made its first appearance in North Africa as a four-page weekly in December, 1942. This edition carried a special message from the US Commander of the European Forces, General Eisenhower.

The General emphasised, once again, the importance of home news to the soldiers.

Special editions, weekly and then daily, covered the Mediterranean and Italy; and a British edition appeared in 1942, hard on the heels of the first US troops arriving in Ireland.

As the wars rolled on, “Stars and Stripes forever” has been a familiar catchcry.

Posted in: Grand Years with Frank Morris at 01 June 18

THE GREAT WAR: The “gravest situations” yet faced in war, reported a US newspaper!

FRANK MORRIS

THE END IS NEAR!: THE LUSITANIA, THE FASTEST PASSENGER SHIP IN THE WORLD, ON ITS TRIP TO BRITAIN, LASTED ABOUT 18 MINUTES WAS ONLY 20-MILES FROM PORT WHEN A TORPEDO FROM THE U-20 HIT HER.

THE GREAT WAR. In 1915, the fastest ship in the world for passengers, the Cunard’s Lusitania, was on voyage from New York to Liverpool. A week before its sinking, the “the German Embassy in Washington advertised in the American press a general warning to travellers by ships in British waters,” notes a magazine caption in  The Great War at Sea. Toward the end of their journey, 20 miles from an unscheduled stop in Queenstown, Ireland, the U-20 submarine, commanded by Capitan Lieutenant Walther Schwieger, sent Lusitania to the bottom. Lusitania and the U-20 … NEXT WEEK.

COMING: THE TWO-UP GAME. You could get together a game of two-up in nothing flat. The only person that you need to find is a suitable ringkeeper, the spinner who tosses the coin. Hence the famous expression, “Come in, spinner.” A person could pick up a lot of money or, in the meantime, lose heaps.


COME, ON A JOURNEY OF DISCOVERY: John Oxley’s trek into history!

Commemorate the Bicentenary of Oxley’s 1818 exploration later this year.

FRANK MORRIS

DAYS OF ADVERTURE: JOHN OXLEY’S NAME HAS BEEN COMMENORATED IN MANY PLACES OF NSW. Below: WAUCHOPE IS NOT VERY FAR FROM WHERE OXLEY  DISCOVERED THE HASTINGS RIVER.

John Oxley’s Bicentenary event gets under way in September commemorating Oxley’s historic explorations throughout the Hastings area in 1818 when he discovered the Hastings River which runs through Port Macquarie, NSW.

The great explorer, it is believed, either named the river after the borough in East Sussex, England, from which his wife came; or as a tribute to Warren Hastings, former governor general of India, who died in 1818.

Oxley’s name has been commemorated in many places throughout NSW.

ANY DESCENDANTS

Only a stone’s throw from Port Macquarie is Wauchope, which has the authentic recreation of an entire logging town of the l880s; it is situated
near the Hastings River which was discovered by explorer Oxley in 1818.

Wauchope District Historical Society is searching for any descendants of the men assigned to go with Oxley on his journey of discovery. Only two are reported as marrying and having children: George Simpson married Ann Hayden, Richard Watts married Eleanor Tomlinson.

Contact Jean May at jeanmay@avtiv8.net.au

NEXT: Explorer John Oxley finding new settlements. Coming on June 1.


SALVOS: “When life is absolutely awful, where do you turn. …”?

“MY LIFE WENT INTO A MASSIVE SPIN, I COULDN’T GET OVER IT.”

Selected by FRANK MORRIS

PERSON PLIGHT: ANGELA, MOTHER OF FIVE, SAID EVERYTHING WENT OUT OF CONTROL. WE FOUND OURSELVES HOMELESS. Below: THE FIRST THING I DID I WENT STRAIGHT TO THE SALVOS. THEY HAVE BEEN A GOD-SEND.

When disaster after disaster hit Angela, mother of five, it wasn’t long before long before she and her children were homeless.

“I nursed my ex-husband in hospital and was with him when he died. Then, only a few months later, my son Tom survived a deadly shark attack,” said Angela.

One disaster rapidly lead to another.

“I was burnt out working so many jobs to support my family. I got really sick with a chronic disease called M.E and needed six specialists. I lost my main job.

She said everything “spiralled down and we found ourselves homeless.” Said Angela: “For six months I put my kids with friends, slept under a friend’s house and shared a bunk with my son. My life went into a massive spin and I couldn’t get over the next awful thing that happened after the last one.”

Angela couldn’t believe the ill-fortune which had raised its head. The Salvos came to her rescue.

WAS OUT OF CONTROL

“The Salvos came into my life when everything went out of control. The Salvos helped with food and meals, housing and the bills. They offered counselling, help to get to hospital, and a medic alert bracelet,” she said.

But Angela’s heartache wasn’t over yet. After years of strenuous hardships to get on her feet again, last year’s floods inundated into Angela’s town and she lost everything.

She was babysitting her three grandchildren all under 3 years, when danger struck.

“By the time the police rescue boat pulled up we were standing in deep water,” said Angela. “It was still rising. I went straight to the Salvos, I couldn’t speak.

“We were dripping wet, freezing cold and shaking. They just wrapped us all up like big angels’ wings. They cocooned me and held me and let me cry it out. We were all exhausted and I knew we’d lost absolutely everything.

“Just as well the Salvos are always there,” concluded Angela said. “Whatever I needed would just appear; they have been a God-send.”

<< Please help the Salvos right now.  Your donation could put an end to homelessness, for one person at a time. Phone 13 72 58 or salvos.org.au/spiral


PRINCES OF THE FOURTH ESTATE: Final! Reporters found the pen mightier than the sword!

SPECTACULAR OR A SEEDY FAILURE? WHO WAS THE GRAND SUCCESS – MARK TWAIN OR DAN De QUILLE?

Adapted by FRANK MORRIS

GUN WAS LAW – ALMOST: C.C. (JOE) GOODWIN, WHO TOOK OVER THE ENTERPRISE IN 1861, SAID DE QUILLE WAS AS GOOD A REPORTER AS MARK TWAIN. Below: ROLLIN M. DAGGETT WAS ASSOCIATED EDITOR AND CELEBRATED WRITER. Below: ALF DOTEN, ONE-TIME EDITOR OF THE ENTERPRISE, DAN DeQUILLE’S CAREER JUST EVAPORATED.

An entry from Alf Doten’s journal would read: “On board the passenger train this afternoon I found Dan De Quille – William Wright – with wife and daughter Lou. I had a talk with De Quille during the ten minutes stop. He was going to West Liberty, Iowa, their old home.

He never expects to come back because he is terribly broken down with rheumatism. He cannot live long anyway. Doten, in his journal said, “(He is) racked with it from shoulder to knees, back humped up double and is merely animated skin and bone, almost helpless.

“Can only walk about the house a little, grasping his cane with both hands. Has not been able to walk down from his residence … and back for nearly … or quite two years. He looks 90 years-old, yet was 68 on May 9 last – two months and 10 days older than I am.

“Promised to write to me when he gets home. Poor old dear boy, Dan, my most genial companion in our early Comstock reportorial days. Goodbye and I think forever personally on this earth …”

TWAIN THE FOUR-FLUSHER

Dan De Quille died on March 16, 1898.

Comparisons with his old partner, Mark Twain, are irresistible. They called Twain spectacular in the grand success compared with quiet De Quille the seedy failure.

But that was not the way they were remembered in Virginia City. Joe Farnsworth, the former State Printer, gave his youth to the Enterprise back shop in the 1890s. He learned about Twain from the old timers who had known him in the early days.

“From them I gathered the impression that Clemens (Twain) was regarded as the prime s.o.b of Virginia City while he was here.” Farnsworth heard Twain damned as a foul-minded, dirty-talking four flusher.

“One old fellow used a phrase I remember: ‘Mark Twain had no ear-muffs on when somebody else was buying. He could hear a live one order a round three doors from where he was standing. But he was deaf as a post when it was his turn to shout.’

LOVED AND RESPECTED

“I never heard admiration expressed for him personally by men who know him personally,” Farnsworth said. “Everybody on the staff hated Mark Twain and everybody really loved Dan De Quille. I think he was the most wonderful old man I ever knew.

“He couldn’t say three words to you before you were friends for life and wanted to put your arms around him. The time I speak of, he was poor as a church mouse. I don’t know what he did with his money. But in his old age I know he didn’t drink at all then.

“He was the grand old man of Virginia City and everybody in Nevada knew him by sight. I never knew a man more loved and respected.”

Judge C.C Goodwin wrote the obituary of Dan that took more than a column on the front page of the Enterprise. In it he coined the phrase that ought to be carved on Dan’s tombstone: “He was the most efficient and valuable man that even wore out his life in a newspaper office.”

<< Adapted from the Modern Monthly, 19??


FOODFROLICO: 1940s. We’re back again! This week … cabbage

THIS NO-WASTE-IN-THE-KITCHEN BECOMES SERIOUS EVERY DAY. COME ON NOW, HOW ABOUT COOKING THE MEALS AND GET A TRUE IDEA OF HOW THEY TASTED IN THE LAST CENTURY!

OUTER LEAVES OF GABBAGE

Wash the leaves under running water. Parboil them in the saucepan with boiling saltwater, about 1/2in high. Remove the leaves, spread on a board or a clean table. Thicken the juice in which they were cooked with flour and spice with any extract cube; or gravy powder. Taste for salt and pepper.

Heap on to each leaf a small portion of one of the stuffings below, and roll into a parcel.

Pack these cabbage parcels tightly into a saucepan with the gravy, and stew on the lowest flame until done. (The gravy improves considerably if you add a little sour milk to it.)

STUFFING FOR CABBAGE

FOR two cups of minced-meat, heat one cup of water in a saucepan. When it boils add the meat, stir immediately, and cook gently while stirring for about three minutes.

ADD enough breadcrumbs to thicken this meat stew. (Breadcrumbs thicken in liquid after a short time.) Taste for salt and pepper.

AN economical stuffing with sausage mince-meat can be obtained by mixing the meat with lentil puree. – Selected by FRANK MORRIS.

NEXT: HOW TO ADD THE “HEARTY” TASTE OF STALE BREAD WHEN YOU COOK ANY TYPE OF STEW -- IN THE TRUE 1940s STYLE.


THIS IDEA FROM THE 1940s WILL ADD RELISH TO YOUR MEAL: Serve mixed pickles with mince and hamburger steak, and pickled red cabbage or beetroot with lamb stew and pork dishes.

 

Posted in: Grand Years with Frank Morris at 25 May 18

PRINCES OF THE FOURTH ESTATE: Part 3. Reporters found the pen mightier than the sword!

IF SOMEBODY ASKED JOE GOODMAN LATER ABOUT WHO WOULD EMERGE AS A LEADING AMERICAN LITERARY FIGURE, HE WOULD HAVE ANSWERED, WITHOUT HESITATION, DAN De QUILLE.

Adapted by FRANK MORRIS

NEW CENTURY COMING: DAILY TERRITORIAL ENTERPRISE IS SHAPING UP TO MEET THE 2OTH CENTURY. Below: ONE OF DAN DE QUILLE’S SUCCESSFUL BOOKS, THE BIG BONANZA. IT WAS ONE OF THE COUNTLESS PORTRAITS OF VIRGINIA AND THE COMSTOCK TO COME FROM HIS PEN. Below: MARK TWAIN, ROCKING AWAY AND SMOKING MAMMOTH CIGARS, IN HIS 70s.

From the International (booze den) they pushed out into the frozen night … and climbed Union Street to their B Street boarding house. There Mark stealthily helped himself to a wedge of the mince pie left out to cool in the kitchen.

Four or five sticks of firewood from Tom Fitch’s wood-box were needed to heat the room he shared with Dan.
Some nights they didn’t go home at all. But they trooped up and down the streets until dawn, sometimes with an excursion to the D Street line. Other nights they stayed on at the office, writing until breakfast, through the clatter of the thrashing presses and the chattering of the newsboys, who had been there since six.

Mark Twain and Dan De Quille had partnered for more a year as reporters on the Enterprise. Years later Joe Goodman remarked that if anyone had asked him at the time which of the two would emerge as a leading American literary figure, he would have said, without hesitation, Dan De Quille.

DRAWING $50 A WEEK

Well, we know how that worked out. Twenty years later, Mark Twain was spending his mornings in bed, propped up on silken pillows and smoking cigars the size of dynamite sticks; he’d be writing his immensely popular books, making huge investment blunders, and vacationing in Bermuda.

Dan De Quille was still pounding the board sidewalks of Virginia City, gathering news for the Enterprise, drawing his $50 a week.

Until the late 1880s, he was a familiar sight limping along the shabby streets of the played out City, in his antiquated black cloak and his sparse chin whiskers, as an eccentric old mandarin.

Alf Doten, himself a reporter for the Union and later for the Enterprise before becoming editor and publisher of the Gold Hill News, kept a daily journal all his life. Dan De Quille’s name appeared in it often during the 1860s; it was frequently in connection with late nights and drinking sprees.

HIS CAREER JUST VANISHED

On Christmas Eve in 1869, Doten noted in his journal, “Ran the News till we got it to press, then walked to Virginia … this evening ran the Enterprise, as Dan is discharged again for drunkenness.”

De Quille was rehired, and served the Enterprise more or less faithfully until 1885, when he was let go. He was employed again in 1887. Doten’s journals again mention his former colleague of earlier years. In April, 1887, “Dan DeQuille got drunk again today for the first time since he was back in his old position as local of the Enterprise.”

In June 23, he wrote: About 7pm (I) met Taggart on the street and he got me to fix up the local department of the Enterprise. Dan being too drunk, he been drinking heavily the last few days & other parties have had to do his work occasionally.”

On June 27, “Was about getting items, but Dan was sober enough to work tonight, so I was not needed.” June 29, 1888, “Dan on deck again.” Eventually, Dan’s career just evaporated and he got by on a small pension paid by John Mackay”.

After nearly 40 years on the Comstock, June 14, 1897, Dan De Quille went east to die.

<< Adapted from The Modern Monthly, 18??.

FINAL: Everyone on the staff hated Mark Twain whereas everybody really loved Dan De Quille, said Joe Farnsworth, the former State Printer of Virginia City. Next week.


NEXT WEEK: ANGELA, MOTHER OF FIVE, WENT INTO A REAL SPIN. “I COULDN’T GET OVER THE LAST AWFUL THING BEFORE THE NEXT AWFUL THING HAPPENED TO ME.” BUT GOING TO SALVOS HAS BEEN A GOD-SEND. PLEASE HELP RIGHT NOW – 13 72 58.


ROYAL ASSASINATION: PART 1. The day the Crown was in danger – the attempt on the King’s life

THURSDAY, JULY 17, 1936 -- POLICEMAN HURLS HIMSELF BEFORE THE ASSASSIN’S GUN. THE KING WAS UNMOVED.

HERE’S THE MAN: SPECIAL-CONSTABLE DICK, FAR RIGHT AND WEARING A PEAKED CAP, HOLDING THE MAN AFTER HE HAD MADE AN ATTEMPT ON THE KING’S LIFE. Below: WITH A SMILE, THE KING, LEFT, CASUALLY DISCUSSING THE INCIDENT. Below: THE 32-YEAR-OLD JOURNALIST, GEORGE McMAHON, WHO MADE AN ILL-ATTEMPT ON THE LIFE OF THE KING.

Adapted by FRANK MORRIS

In the dawn of English monarchy he (or she) who wore the Crown ran the high risk of violent death which is the danger part of the job. The notion of assassination had become a thing of the past, only to rear its head in a peculiar and well publicised fashion many years later.

George Andrew McMahon was placed under arrest in Constitution Hill after an attempt on the life of King Edward VIII. The King was on his way from the ceremony of the presentation of Colours. Special Constable Dick, of Hackney, whose prompt action saved the King’s life, assisted in holding the man at bay.

Special constable Dick was only on duty for the day.

His eye caught a glint of metal in the sunshine as the man moved on the outskirts of the crowd. He saw the man holding a revolver. Dick threw himself between the gun and the King, and pouncing on the assailant, knocked the revolver into the roadway.

He then arrested the gentleman whose name was George Andrew McMahon.

The King on horse-back was casually discussing the incident with a smile a few minutes after the assailant has been arrested; he remained the only sane person around.

‘STOP HIM, STOP HIM’

A woman in the crowd screamed “stop him, stop him” until she saw an arm appear and it struck the hand that held the revolver. At that stage, the woman said, “I headed a click, and the pistol fell at the feet on the King’s horse, which looked startled.

In was a bizarre incident. The 32-year-old journalist named George McMahon was seized by police and carried over their heads through a furious crowd who struck at him and shouted ‘Lynch him’.

McMahon, during his arrest, said he was making some kind of protest about an unspecified personal grievance and no intention of harming the King.

‘HE WAS AN ASSASSIN’

The episode was a sensation.

Later, when McMahon was on trial at the Central Criminal Court for possessing an offensive weapon, he claimed rather wildly that he was indeed an assassin in the pay of a foreign power.

More the anything else, the revolver incident was an alarming reminder that such things could happen – even in Britain.

<< Adapted from the Daily Mirror, UK, Friday, July 17, 1936; Marshall Cavendish Ltd, 1978.

Next: Royal Assassination: Even without wars and bloodshed, the rather risky life of the Middle Ages carried off many a Royal. Appearing in June.


AN EX-KING’S LIFE IN EXILE: “A garden is a mood,” says Edward the former King            

Adapted by FRANK MORRIS

SURROUNDED BY FLOWERS: THIRTY MINUTES DRIVE FROM PARIS THERE IS AN ANCIENT MILL THAT THE DUKE AND DUCHESS OWN. “THIS IS WHERE THE DUCHESS AND I SPEND WEEKENDS AND THE SUMMER,” SAID THE DUKE.

The ex-King Edward, whose dramatic broadcast in 1936 as would lead to troubled times, as the UK reeled as his official abdication was announced. Twenty years later: the Duke of Windsor speaks on recreating an English country garden in France.

A garden is a mood, as Rousseau said, and my mood is one of intimacy, not splendour. It is a very tranquil place, where one can garden as one should, in old clothes, with one’s hands among familiar plants.

I loved the place

For me, it is a fascinating place where I can immerse myself in day-to-day detail. For the Duchess, it is a source of supply for the vases which dot every room in the mill. For our pug dogs, it is a private playground.

Our first real home, says the Duchess, was the little mill. I saw the mill in 1952. I loved the place immediately. This is the first (and only) home the Duke and I have owned since we were married; even our house in Paris in leased. She said:

It is so different from any house we have lived in before, because it is small and intimate and informal.

We’re used a great deal of furniture from Fort Belvedere, the Duke’s home when he was Prince of Wales and King.

<< Women’s Weekly Treasures; The voice of women since 1933; Bauer Media Pty Limited, Sydney.

lIIustration: “We love our furniture, big or small,” says the Duchess.


FOODFROLICO: Cooking in the 194Os. How good a cook are you?

GOOD COOKS WOULD BE KNOWN FOR, SAY, SERVING MEAT MUCH BETTER THAN THEY SERVED DELICIOUS POTATOES. THE TEST FOR A GOOD COOK IS WHETHER THEY ARE ABLE TO PREPARE OLD FASHIONED POTATOES.

HAVE A GO!: THE 1940s RECIPE. BOIL UP A HANDFUL OF DELICIOUS POTATOES AND MAKE THEM TASTEFUL AND APPETISING. Below: SOME POTATOES FROM THE 1940s. JUST LIKE OURS.

Adapted by FRANK MORRIS

Here’s a test then, using the same recipe. Cook up a handful of potatoes the housewives way in the 1940s. Remember. Housewives who take pride in their cooking meat to a turn often serve up wet, mushy potatoes that are tasteless as they are unappetising.

Make the best of potatoes. They are worth it. Potatoes give you extra energy. They are cheap, or can be home-grown. Just follow the rules of this 1940s recipe.

There are boiled potatoes and boiled potatoes.

THE METHOD

Never peel a potato before cooking. Peeling wastes goodness and flavour. Scrub potatoes instead, cook them in their skins. Remove skins after cooking if you like. But you’ll find potatoes in their skins make good eating.

BOIL POTATOES

Start you’re action this way. First scrub them and put into a saucepan with just enough boiling salted water to cover them. Boil them SLOWLY for 10 minutes, then drain, cover with a clean cloth, put lid on again tightly add let potatoes STAND in a warm place for 20 minutes.

They then finish cooking in their own steam: this keeps them from breaking-up and makes them deliciously floury.

<< This was prepared by the Ministry of Food, London, 1940.


THIS IDEA FROM 1940s WILL ADD RELISH TO YOUR MEAL. For a meatless day, try ordinary canned sardines or fish heated in a frying pan or under the grill and serve with green vegetables or salad and boiled potatoes.

Posted in: Grand Years with Frank Morris at 18 May 18

GRANDMA: Part 3. My grandmother is my best friend!

MY AUNTY LEAH WAS THE FIRST TO SPEAK TO DAD WHEN SHE SAW THE OLD-NEW CAR. “SIB, YOU TAKE US ALL TO WORONORA THIS AFTERNOON. THAT’S WHERE MY MOTHER WAS BURIED. I SHUDDERED. I DON’T KNOW WHY?

FRANK MORRIS

MY GRANDMA: SHE NEVER GOT OVER THAT DRIVE TO WORONORA. LIKE MY LOOK-ALIKE GRANDMOTHER, ABOVE, SHE WOULD HAVE NOTHING TO SMILE OVER. Below: “SIB, YOU MISSED BY AN INCH,” BLURTED OUT MY AUNTY. SIB, WHO SHE WAS REFERRING TOO, WAS CYRIL, MY FATHER, HER BROTHER. Below: COMING BACK I CLOSED MY EYES.

Tiddlywinks, I thought. Dad had bought a new car. Or should I say old-new car. I was seven at the time. There it was parked at the gutter and shining – sparkling – green and white. It was a sedan – enough to seat six or seven persons.

The car he had before, I think, was a 1928 Hudson Six, in marvellous condition, with silver filigree and duco all brown. It was the only car I’d seen with blinds on the passenger windows.

“What’s it called, dad?” I asked all excited. “It a 1926 Overland son,” he said, with a touch of excitement. “All built in Australia.” I judge, he was proud to be an Aussie.

Grandma and my Uncle Bill came out to join the throng of neighbours who had also come down. While Uncle Bill was making his way across to the car; Aunty Leah would always speak her mind.

IT’S ACTUALLY ENGLISH

“Hey, Sib, you can all take us to Woronora this afternoon,” said Aunty. “What do you reckon?” He said nothing. Woronora was the funeral ground. Uncle Bill had already opened the bonnet and was poking around the engine.

But I knew dad would go. But I was thinking of the drive. I shuddered. I shuddered again. I couldn’t get it out of my mind. At long last, one of my friend’s showed up. But all through the morning I kept thinking of that drive.

Bill came in with good reports. “They thought of everything when it came to cars. Even a clock on the dashboard. Mind you, you don’t see too many of the Australian built cars of the 1920s.” But it was actually from Pommey-land right down to its hub caps.

We all had sandwiches for lunch and Aunty Leah kept her eye of clock. Bill wasn’t coming to Woronora. He put in some excuse that he work to do. He was dead-set frightened, no less, at the speed dad be driving up the highway. He and dad would always argue about his reckless driving.

“Come on, let’s get moving,” Aunty Leah said with a worried look on her face. Grandma and I went into the back, and Aunty Leah sat with dad in the front. And off we went. Dad wasted little time in getting to the highway.

SQUASHED LIKE A MELON

And then it was on. He hardly took his foot off the accelerator from Carss Park Drive to Sutherland. At one stage he was hitting some ungodly speed. “Come Sib, we’re not in a race,” Aunty Leah blurted out. “You’re are only inches from that bus.”

Aunty Leah was squeezing dad on the arm and she, herself, was screwed up like a melon. “Watch it, watch it – there are traffic lights going amber. Sib, you’ll never make it. He did. Aunty Leah relaxed and hung on to the side straps. The sign with “Sutherland” on it was in the distance. “Oh, thank God,” whispered Aunty Leah.

Grandma was a nervous wreck. Her rosary beads had been locked in her hands. She was mumbling away incoherently. I was weeping a little, I lay in a cruising position behind the seat where I peeled skin off my hands.
The afternoon drive was disastrous.

We got out of the car – Grandma stumbled – and we kind of marched to the cemetery. Dad looked fighting fit. We stayed a while and said a prayer. My dad looked down at Iris, his wife, and prayed. We made the two graves look spick and span.

“Let go home,” said Aunty Leah. We all marched to the car. Dad opened the back door for Grandma; Leah sat next her. I closed the door. I sat in front seat. I hung on to everything. Dad got in as if he were driving in a safari. The Overland blurred into action, and we were away.

Home.

A shuddering feeling went through my body. I closed my eyes, and they remained closed until we were home.
Frank Morris: A peculiar thing happened: Dad had quietened down. Two weeks after that disastrous trip to Woronora, he sold the Overland. Later he bought a 1928 Morris Bullnose, which was sprightly- looking. He only had the Morris just a few weeks. That was his ritual. I’d never noticed that before.

Next: I get a nasty cold; and five years later dad goes into hospital for the last time.


DEATH OF A KING: THE DAY THE CROWN WAS IN DANGER.

ROYAL ASSASINATIONS: The Crown was in danger on Thursday, July 16, 1936, when the King Edward V111 failed to fall to an assassin’s bullet. A policeman on duty hurls himself before the gun went off. An onlooking spectator could see how the “hit man” was holding the revolver and called the police. Someone cried: “Stop him”. The series starts next week.


The Princes of the Fourth Estate: Part 2. The reporters found the pen is mightier than the sword!

“I CAN NEVER FORGET MY FIRST DAY AS A REPORTER,” SAID MARK TWAIN. HE WROTE THAT 10 YEARS LATER IN ROUGHING IT.

Adapted by FRANK MORRIS

READ ALL ABOUT IT!: ANOTHER EDITION OF THE “FIRST PAPER IN NEVADA”, THE ENTERPRISE. Below: REPORTERS, READING IN THE DANK AND GASLIT PRESS ROOM, WAIT FOR THEIR PROOFS. Below: THE OLD-STYLE BUILDING, ONCE OCCUPIED BY THE ENTERPRISE.

When Mark Twain joined the growing Enterprise staff he was a careless, abrasive Missourian who took a reporter’s job because he preferred using a pencil to a shovel.

Until February, 1863, he signed himself “Josh” and had sent in correspondence from Aurora before being offered the $25 a week job. “I can never forget my first day’s experience as a reporter,” he wrote 10 years later in Roughing It.

Among other hilarious and dumfounding experiences he recalled that in the afternoon he had found some emigrant wagons going in to camp and had learned “that they had latterly come through hostile Indian country and had fared rather roughly.”

Continued Twain: “I made the best of the item that the circumstances permitted, and felt that if I were not confined within rigid limits by the presence of the reporters of the other papers I could add particulars that would make the article that much more interesting.

TO MAKE TROUBLE

“However, I found one wagon that was going on to California, and made some judicious inquiries of the proprietor. When I learned, through his short and surly answers to my cross-questioning, that he was certainly going on and would not be in the city the next day to make trouble.

“I got ahead of the other papers and took down his list of names and added his party to the killed and wounded. Having more scope here, I put this wagon through an Indian fight that to this day has no parallel in history.

“My two columns were filled. When I read them over in the morning I felt that I had found my legitimate vocation at last. I reasoned within myself that news, and stirring news too, was what a paper needed. I felt I was particularly endowed with the ability to furnish it.”

Mr Goodman says that Twain was as good a reporter as Dan, therefore he desired no higher commendation. With encouragement like that, reports Twain, I could take my pen and murder all the emigrants on the plains -- if need be.
“The interests of the paper demanded it,” said Twain.

EYES OF A WOLF

Those two quick glimpses of the wagon train are enough to hint at the characteristic differences in viewpoint of the reporters. It was De Quille’s clear, straightforward description versus Twain’s distorted and exaggerated vision.

If is easy to picture them as they sat on a winter’s night at a table in the press room, stabbing their steel-binned pens into a shared ink bottle, scribbling madly and bantering back and forth. Mark Twain, 27, was stocky and rumpled, with a bushy auburn moustache and eyes of a wolf; and Dan De Quille, 33, tall, slender and dark, a stringy black beard and an amiable nature.

As each story is completed, it is handed to the printers whose hands fly over the type cases like trained birds; and the reporters drink beer waiting for the proofs, each reading the other’s copy.

Twain remarks that it is cold out, and De Quille launches into an animated description of a former Enterprise building on A Street, with its simultaneous extremes of hot and cold; when the stove was stoked until it glowed cheery red in the freezing building.

HEAVY WOOL COATS

Everyone pulled their writing tables and type cases as close to the stove as they could get … the pressmen worked with feet wrapped in burlap bags against the biting cold.

But that wasn’t the worst of it.

The worst of it was when the weather warmed up a little and all the snow and ice began to melt and trickle through the holes in the roof. De Quille pantomimed for the grinning Twain how they had tacked strings to the ceiling at the worst of the leaks, to lead the dripping water over the side of the structure away from the furniture and machinery.

Sometimes there were so many strings, Twain said, that the upper part of the building looked as if it were festooned with cobwebs, the gleaming wet webs of some hideous huge spider.

When they had corrected the proofs, they shouldered their way into heavy wool coats and thundered down the stairs to the wooden sidewalk of C Street. They hurried south through the frosty night into the International Bar where they swept in almost to applause.

They were the minor princes of the fourth estate (here) to drink whiskey and eat oysters in the company of prosperous men.

<< Written by David W. Toll. Adapted from the Modern Monthly, 19??.

Next: At the Enterprise, Mark Twain and Dan De Quille’s partnership did not last.


PART 2: HEIDE MUSEUM OF MODERN ART passes on the curiosity like the painters did

THE REEDS LEAD THE WAY IN THE 1930S. THEY PURCHASE THE HEIDE PROPERTY, WHICH IS NAMED AFTER THE NEARBY TOWNSHIP OF HEIDELBERG, AND THE FARMHOUSE, AND RENOVATE IN FRENCH PROVINCIAL STYLE.

Adapted by FRANK MORRIS

ATTENTION: A QUIET SUNDAY AFTERNOON – MAX HARRIS (LEFT), SUNDAY REED, AND JOHN REED AT THE OTHER END OF THE TABLE. Below: WHO WAS REALLY “ERN MALLEY”?

The Reeds meet the Russian émigré artist Danila Vassilieff in 1937. John was about to open his first exhibition in Melbourne. Young painter Albert Tucker becomes a friend of the Reeds.

1938

John Reed, George Bell, Adrian Lawlor and Gino Nibbi establish the Contemporary Art Society (CAS).
Other friends they meet are artist Sidney Nolan and music critic John Sinclair.

1939

At the Herald Exhibition of French and British Contemporary Art held at Melbourne Town Hall, Albert Tucker introduced Sunday Reed to Joy Hester.

Journalist and budding author, Michael Keon, forms a friendship with the Reeds.

1940

The controversial painting, Boy and the Moon, done in 1939 to 1940, by Sidney Nolan, polarises opinion at the CAS annual exhibition.

1941

The wedding bells start ringing when Albert Tucker and Joy Lester marry on January 1.

Sidney Nolan and first wife, Elizabeth Paterson, are separated. Sidney moves to Heide. He lives there semi-permanently until 1947. A long affair with Sunday begins.

John’s sister Cynthia lived at Heide for several months.

The Adelaide poet and editor Max Harris meets up with the Reeds. Harris is from the radical journal Angry Penguins.

1942

Sidney Nolan is conscripted for war service; he takes on doing it in country Victoria.

While Albert Tucker serves in the army, his wife, Joy Hester, remains at Heide.

Michael Keon, the writer, stays at Heide until August.

1943

Max Harris and the Reeds set up the publishing firm Reed & Harris, with offices in Melbourne and Adelaide. Harris and John co-edit Angry Penguins.

1944

(Frank Morris wrote in 2003. “It was shock, horror! A case of literature, lies and headlines. The ‘Ern Malley’ hoax … was a “backyard” affair compared to the nation-stopping headliner of the 1990s – the Demidenko/Darville literary scandal.)

But, for the period, the 1990s is a long way off. The Angry Penguins saga, nevertheless, about the Ern Malley “hoax” poems, was causing a scandal which opened many jaws. The hoax severely damaged Reed & Harris’s reputation.
In July, Sidney goes absent without leave from the army and hides from authorities at a friend’s Parkville loft. He is made fourth partner in Reed & Harris.

1945

The Tuckers’ son, Sweeney Hallam Tucker, is born on February 4, that year.

Headlines! Max Harris moves to Melbourne where he will work more closely on Reed & Harris. The firm launches a broadsheet newspaper called Tomorrow.

<< Heidelberg Museum Modern Art; Frank Morris.

Next: Sidney Nolan finished his painting of Ned Kelly.

PART 3 OF THE HEIDELBERG MUSEUM WILL RESUME IN JULY.


Shop Window: Part 4. Heritage Place – A gift to the nation

Written and adapted by FRANK MORRIS

This is Collingrove in the Barossa Valley, South Australia. Collingrove is a magnificent country homestead complete with English gardens, The Angas’s built this homestead in 1856 to show how a family lived. It a rare example of how our pioneers attempted to recreate the ‘Old Country’ atmosphere of their origins. The homestead offers bed and breakfast stay overs … with each bedroom done in the French provincial style.  Shop Widow will resume later this year.

Posted in: Grand Years with Frank Morris at 11 May 18

PART 1. HEIDE MUSEUM 0F MODERN ART passes on the curiosity like the old painters did

FROM THE MID 1800 UNTIL 1930, THE SUBURB OF HEIDELBERG, VICTORIA, BECAME THE HOME OF ARTHUR STREETON, TOM ROBERTS, FRED McCUBBIN AND OTHER NAMES OF THE HEIDELBERG SCHOOL OF PAINTING WHO WANTED TO PAINT IN THE LOCAL AREA. IT BECAME ONE OF THEIR FAVOURITE GROUNDS.

Adapted by FRANK MORRIS

WEEKEND TOGETHERNESS: THE REEDS, JOHN AND SUNDAY, SPEND TIME WITH THEIR DAUGHTER AND CATS. Below: NORMAN LINDSAY (FAR RIGHT) CHALLENGED THE SUPREMANCY OF THE ‘WOWSER’. Below: REED’S COTTAGE, SURROUNDED BY BUSHLAND, IS ONLY FEW MINUTES AWAY FROM WHERE THE HEIDE MUSEUM OF MODERN ART NOW STANDS.

The new painters and many of their followers became a force in the small art world of Australia and they established new art societies which wrested the control of taste from the generation of well-intentioned Victorian gentlemen.

Not just Victorian gentlemen, mind you. From the type of gentlemen who had created the public art galleries of Melbourne and Sydney.

Such men had been nurtured upon the high moral values of John Ruskin and saw art primarily as a moral force in civil society. The new men on the other hand championed the doctrine of art for art’s sake. In the course of their struggle for recognition, however, they gradually became more nationalistic in their outlook.

MORALITY PREDOMINATED

From depicting small sketches full of breeze and sunshine, the Heidelberg painters turned to the heroism of frontier life.

The Meldrum method of tonal realism dominated the practice of portraiture in Australia throughout the 1920s and 30s.

Famous artist Norman Lindsay, a splendid graphic artist, fine writer and a talented watercolour painter, challenged first the supremacy of the “wowser” to determine the course of Australian culture at a time when a puritanical Victorian morality predominated.

The plein-air mode of painting disseminated by the Heidelberg painters and the tonal portraiture of Meldrum faded out in the late 1930s.

A few isolated artists pioneered modern ideas from about 1913.

1930

John Reed and Sunday Quinn meet at a tennis party in Toorak at the home of Sunday’s cousins, the Shackell family. Reed was from Evandale, Tasmania, and Quinn, came from Melbourne. He was born 1901 and she in 1905.

1932

John and Sunday married at St Paul’s Cathedral in Melbourne on January 13.

1934

In July, the Reeds purchase the Heide property in two lots: two-and-three quarter acres, including the farm-house from the estate of James and Jessie Lang; and just under twelve acres from Alfred Roberts.

The property’s name was Heide, after the nearby township of Heidelberg.

They renovated the house in French provincial style, and planted exotic trees; they establish the first kitchen garden in the district.

1935

The Reeds moved into the farmhouse, Heide 1, and set up a unique private library which included modernist literature, international art books, journals and magazines.

They champion modern art of the day and their social circle comprised avant-garde artists, writers and musicians, notably painters, among whom were Sam Atyeo and Moya Dyring.

1936

Neil Douglas, gardener, conservationist and artist, assisted with the development of the property. At the same time, he encourages the Reeds to establish a self-sufficient lifestyle – with milking cows, chickens, ducks and bee hives to complete the kitchen garden.

Sam Atyeo leaves for Europe.

<< Heidelberg Museum; the critics; Frank Morris.

Next: Reeds friend Max Harris launches a newspaper call Tomorrow.


FLASHBACK: The homecoming of Mark Twain

HIS REAL NAME IS SAM CLEMENS BUT HE WAS BETTER KNOWN BY HIS PEN NAME, MARK TWAIN, AMERICAN AUTHOR AND HUMOURIST.

Adapted by FRANK MORRIS

Mark Twain defined a classic as a book that people praise but don’t read. Judging from notes scrawled in the 

margins of some recently discovered classics from Twain’s original collection his reading habits were far from cursory.

Though many of the 3500 books in Twain’s personal library were lost in his travels, or eventually sold to collectors, 271 of them – 120 annotated by Twain – surfaced in 1997 in some old wooden barrels at a California auction house.

Among them were the works of Shakespeare, Longfellow and Shelley, as well as provocative novels and French erotica.

LEGENDARY HUMOURIST

The books, consigned in 1951 by Twain’s daughter, Clara, to a buyer, have at last returned to Mark Twain’s old Connecticut stomping grounds. The books were acquired by Mark Twain House, a museum in Hartford where Twain once lived and wrote many of his famous novels.

One of the last specimens of Twain scholarship, the collection reveals new insights into the mind of the legendary humourist.

Because many of the century-old books are fragile, only a handful are on display at the museum. The rest are kept at Trinity College in Hartford where they are available only to scholars. The books are noted for their marginalia; Twain was knows to jot down his critique of a book in its margins.

To some Twain scholars just a few words scrawled in a margin reveal an entire mode of his thinking. In Charles Darwin’s Journal of Researches, for example, Twain wrote, “Can any plausible excuse be furnished for the crime of creating the human race?”

<< Adapted by Frank Morris from The Homecoming of Samuel Clemens, Biblio, November 1997.


Princes of the Fourth Estate: Part 1. The reporters found the pen is mightier than the sword

ANYONE WHO READ THE TERRITORIAL ENTERPRISE OF THE 1860S COULD HAVE TOLD YOU WHICH OF ITS TWO REPORTERS WOULD GO ON TO FAME AND FORTUNE.

DAVID W. TOLL           Adapted by FRANK MORRIS

FLAG FLYING: THE TERRITORIAL ENTERPRISE MASTHEAD WHEN IT TOOK OVER THE VIRGINIA CITY NEWS. IT PROMOTES ITSELF AS “NEVADA’S FIRST NEWSPAPER”. Below: SAM CLEMENS (MARK TWAIN), WHO WAS CARELESS AND ABRASIVE, JOINED THE ENTERPRISE IN 1862. Below: DAN DE QUILLE (WILLIAM WRIGHT) WROTE ARTICLES FOR THE GOLDEN ERA.

The long lost Territorial Enterprise was one of the great newspapers of the frontier west. So brilliant was its history that books have been written about it. One of them was by Comstock Commotion’s Lucius Beebe.

Beebe writes: “The story of the Enterprise in its early years is a story of perfect timing. Almost at the very moment the Goodman and McCarthy assumed complete ownership, it became established that the Comstock’s surface diggings and ores of easily accessible outcroppings were actually the merest superficial traces of incalculable bonanzas which would be available for deep mining.”

The timing, of course, was perfect; but what made the Enterprise a great paper was its staff. The roster of names reads like a Murderer’s Row of frontier western journalists.

Editor Joe Goodman had been the founder of the Golden Era, a popular monthly published in San Francisco during the tumultuous years of the California gold rush.

He was a practical printer, a poet of high reputation, and an accomplished duelist as he demonstrated in 1863. He shot Tom Fitch, who was the editor of the rival Virginia City Union, in the knee.

STRIKE A BLOW

Goodman’s partner, Denis McCarthy, ran the mechanical side of the paper. Later, he published the Virginia Evening Chronicle for many years.

Rollin Daggett, later Congressman, is Goodman’s associate editor and a celebrated writer. Daggett became the United States Minister to King Kalakaua of Hawaii.

“The pen, in his hand, is like a mighty trip-hammer, which is so nicely adjusted that he can, at will, strike a blow which seems like a caress. And the next moment hurl hundred-ton blows, one after another, with the quickness of lightning, and filling … the air around with fire,” said McCarthy.

That was the assessment of Judge C.C Goodwin, when he was Enterprise editor in the1870s. He later edited the Salt Lake Tribune for more than 20 years.

And the local reporters were Mark Twain and Dan De Quille. De Quille, was born William Wright, in Iowa in 1829, had come west in 1857. He left his wife and daughter behind in West Liberty, Iowa, as he his tried his luck in the California gold fields.

ABRASIVE MARK TWAIN

He worked as a miner and wrote articles and sketches for magazines; the Golden Era was one of them. He came to the Comstock in 1860 and settled in Silver City as a prospector. The following years, when Joe Goodman and Denis McCarthy took over the Enterprise, he began sending them correspondence.                   

He was hired as a local reporter in 1861. And Sam Clemens (Mark Twain) joined the staff in the spring of 1862.

“In those early day,” De Quille wrote, “there were in the town many desperate characters and some bloody affrays were of frequent occurrence. Sometime, while a reporter was engaged in gleaning the particulars in regard to some shooting scrape another would start … and the news gatherer suddenly found himself in the midst of flying bullets.

De Quille also recalled that in the early days “the arrival of an emigrant train was still a big event. The train often remained encamped in the suburbs of the town several days before proceeding to California. By that time, all persons were thoroughly pumped.”

<< From The Modern Monthly- Frank Morris.

Next week: “I can never forget my first day’s experience as a reporter,” Mark Twain wrote 10 years later. “Dumfounding days” on Territorial Enterprise.


THE GALLERY: Diane Arbus: Her portraits stand as powerful allegories

FRANK MORRIS

UNSHIFTABLE: ARBUS’S PORTRAITS WERE AMAZING … HER STYLE WAS IN FULL FLIGHT. Below: TWO PEOPLE, WAITING. JUST ONE OF THE ARBUS’S ICONIC IMAGES.

Diane Arbus , the American photographer has, it seems, an unshiftable position in the American portraits scene. There has been comers and goers of people who have delivered amazing portraits but on the whole they seen to have paled alongside Arbus.

Born in 1923, Arbus is one of the standouts in the history of photography. Arbus’s images are unique in every description, and are one of “the powerful allegories” of post-war America.

Talking about the total impact of Arbus’s images, Anne O’Hehir said, “Once seen, are rarely forgotten!”

O’Hehir said works such as Identical twins, Roselle, NJ, l967, Child with toy hand grenade, Central Park, New York City, have been described “as two of the most celebrated images in the history of the medium.”

SOCIETY MARGINS

The Heide exhibition, featuring 35 of Arbus’s most iconic and confrontational images from 1961 to 71, “will examine the last decade of Arbus’s life, the period in which her style is in full flight,” said O’Hehir.

“Her work has polarised viewers who question whether she exploited or empowered her subjects, who were often drawn from society’s margins.”

The programs notes that Arbus’s photographs are exhibited alongside a selection of works by other leading American lens-people who influenced Arbus. These works were shown alongside hers, or have been influenced by her, in the 1960s.

They include the famous images by Lisette Model, Walker Evans and Weegee, her contemporaries Willian Klein, Garry Winogrand, Lee Friedlander and Milton Rogovin, and a slightly younger generation, work by Mary Ellen Mark and Willian Eggleston.

At the Heide Gallery, Heide 111, until June 17, 2018.


Shop Window:  Part 3. Heritage Place - A gift to the Nation!

FRANK MORRIS

In 1987, the historic Pump House was to be restored by the Darling Harbour Authority Australia. The building, also known as the Pier Street Pumping Station, was constructed in 1891. This followed the establishment of the Sydney and Suburban Hydraulic Power Company in 1888.

The Pump, which was to power the extensive hydraulic system which operated lifts, cranes and banks vault door, ceased operation in 1975. Housing the above equipment, it was connected to 50 miles of pipes which ran throughout the city.

MAINTAIN HISTORY

Since then, the building had been unused. The 96-year-old structure, which is the remaining link with the old system of hydraulic power, has an Italianate façade which is highly attractive.

“This is a unique building,” said Laurie Brereton, the State Minister of Public Works. “It combines an historic setting with a prime location minutes away from the waterfront. The applicants will have to maintain the building’s historic atmosphere.”

Nearby is the Power House Museum.

<< Frank Morris used Historic Australia, 1987, as a background to the article.

Posted in: Grand Years with Frank Morris at 04 May 18

CONNECTION: Family violence – getting rid of the complaint in Victoria

How we rid ourselves of behaviour and discrimination before it becomes overwhelming.

Adapted by FRANK MORRIS

QUIET MOMENT: ARE HIS FOOTSTEPS GETTING CLOSER? Below: IF YOU RESPOND TO A FAMILY VIOLENCE ISSUE, MAKE SURE YOU ARE SENSITIVE AND TRUSTING. Below: ANY INCIDENCE OF FAMILY VIOLENCE MUST BE REPORTED.

In the Victorian Crime statistics between July 2016 and June 2017 there were 1007 family incidents recorded by Victoria Police. While the recorded incidents of family violence is “relatively low in Glen Eira when compared to many other Victorian Local Government areas, the rate is continuing to increase” the Glen Eira Council said.

For instance, in Glen Eira, a total of 615 family members applied for a Family Violence Intervention Order through the court in 2016-17; breaches were one of the top 10 crimes in the community with 209 recorded by Victorian Police.

While there is no specific local data, Glen Eira knows that the most affected family members are female. Ten per cent are young people aged 17 and under.

PLAY A PART

“We also know that a child is present in nearly 30 per cent of family violence incidents,” a Glen Eira Council spokensperson said. “This can have a long lasting impact on their development and lives.”

Council plans to take action to prevent family violence through leadership and promoting positive values and cultures. Family violence can be stopped if we all “play a part” to be free of it.

“One way is by becoming an active bystander – a person who speak up or seeks out someone to respond when we witness an act of violence, discrimination and offensive behaviour, that’s playing your role,” a Glen Eira spokesperson said.

The Council has listed some ways of being an active bystander:

BLAME THE ‘VICTIM’

REPORT any incident of violence to the police, or appropriate authority.

RESPOND sensitively to an individual who discloses an experience of violence by believing them, and support them to contact an appropriate service.

CHALLENGE a friend’s or peer’s sexist remarks or jokes that normalise or condone violence against women or put the blame on the ‘victim’.

CONFRONT someone you know who has shown violent behaviour; encourage them to seek assistance to change.
If confronted by violence contact the police.

The Glen Eira City Council takes in … Bentleigh, Bentleigh East, Brighton East, Carnegie, Caulfield, Elsternwick, Gardenvale, Glen Huntly, McKinnon, Murrumbeena, Ormond and St Kilda East.

<< Glen Eira News, April, 2018.


AFL: “DALLY” MESSENGER – he was the master of the game

Nobody could deny that this keen player was a born footballer!

FRANK MORRIS

IN THE MAKING: DALLY MESSENGER AT THE START OF AN EARLY FIRST GAME OF RUGBY LEAGUE IN 1907. Below: MESSENGER, IN THE 1950s, AND RAS SHIELD. Below: THE RUGBY LEAGUE NEWS CHRISTEN DALLY MESSENGER AN IMMORTAL TO CELEBRATE HIS BIRTHDAY.

Dally Messenger is a rugby league “high priest”, said the book 200 Years of Australian Sport.

Messenger was credited as being the “father of rugby league” in Australia, and yet he could only manage a spot on the bench in the Rugby League Dream Team. I didn’t query the reason.

Born in April, 1886, Messenger brought many unique gifts into football.

Originally, the stocky-built Messenger was a Rugby Union player. He became “The Master” for his being highly popular with the milling crowds in Sydney. That’s why his swinging over from Union gave Rugby League its greatest impetus.

“League historians have pondered whether Rugby League would have taken its grip in NSW and Queensland if Dally Messenger had not agreed to join the breakaway movement and play the new code in 1907,” sports writer, Alan Clarkson wrote.

DEEP IMPRESSION

In 1907, New Zealand “All Golds”, who were on their way to England, introduced their newly-adopted League game to Sydney. There were so impressed with the genius of Messenger that they took him England. He made a deep impression.

“Dally” toured again as vice-captain of the first Kangaroos of 1908-09. He declined the offer to tour again in 1912-13.

Writes Clarkson, “On the first Australian tour of England, Messenger, in the game against Hull, and with the aid of a strong wind, kicked a goal from about 70 metres out. In an exhibition at Headingly, Messenger, in near force gale winds took the ball a yard out from the try line and close to the corner and kicked 11 goals from 12 attempts.”

Messenger was an unorthodox player, but he had a touch of genius. He was 170cm tall and weighed 76kgs. He died in 1959.

<< Hall of Champions book, 1972.

NEXT: VFL – “Up there Cazaly!” The legend of one of rules highest flyers, Roy Cazaly.


FLASHBACK: Strode paved the way with first country newspaper

He performed miracles with the Hunter River Gazette.

FRANK MORRIS

AUSSIE GOES TO PRESS: AFTER A LOT OF SETBACKS, STRODE PAVED THE WAY FOR THE COUNTRY PRESS IN AUSTRALIA. Below: AN 1890 ENGRAVING OF THE MAITLAND MERCURY BUILDING. THE MERCURY, STARTED IN 1843, HOLDS THE DISTINCTION OF BEING THE OLDEST COUNTRY NEWSPAPER IN NSW.

Official! Rustic New South Wales goes to press!

The first newspaper published outside Sydney “appeared suddenly” on December 11, 1841 -- that is 177 years ago. It was Thomas Strode’s Hunter River Gazette, priced at one shilling.

Strode, a former chief printer of the Sydney Herald, several years earlier, produced in partnership with George Arden, the Port Phillip Gazette.

Strode performed many miracles with the Gazette, like printing it almost single-handed on an ancient press with defective type.

But it didn’t take long for the partnership founder.

Writes historian Dr R.B.Walker in his book on the NSW press: “Arden’s intemperate pen soon embroiled him in many quarrels and after he attacked an erratic Judge Willis … Strode saw fit to arrange dissolution of the partnership.”

In 1841, not long after parting company with Arden, Strode settled in Maitland, in the Hunter Valley, “a busy centre” for the expanding settlement, where two unsuccessful attempts had been made to establish a newspaper.

The region, with a population of 2768, was far more important than Newcastle, writes Dr Walker.

MOCKING REPLY

When Strode’s four-page paper, Hunter River Gazette, hit the street, it was laid out in a style that was to characterise country newspapers for many years.

Writes Dr Walker: “Strode insisted that he be paid six months in advanced … and his pen spared no one. It wand as his style to print side by side of the letter of a local clergyman and his mocking reply using the same words and phrases in a scathing rebuttal.”

Although Strode had written himself into the historical book, his newspaper had only a short life.

THE PAPER WOULD NOT SURVIVE

He discontinued the Gazette “ungraciously” till June 1842, and headed back to Melbourne where he eventually gained control of the Port Phillip Gazette from his former insolvent partner.

Writes Dr Walker: “But Maitland was too important to be without a newspaper.”

The first issue of the Maitland Mercury and Hunter River General Advertiser appeared on January 7, 1843.
“The paper would not have able to survive its first year,” writes Dr Walker, “but for the profits derived from advertisements relating to the colony’s first general elections.”

 

<< Grand Years 2012.


FLASHBACK: Strode’s treatment was insight for the country press

FRANK MORRIS

PREMIER IS NO 2: THE LIMITED EDITION COLOUR WALL CHART OF EVERY COUNTRY NEWSPAPER IN NSW WAS PRESENTED TO THE PREMIER, NICK GREINER BY THE COUNTRY PRESS ASSOCIATION OF NSW EXECUTIVES IN 1991. THE CHART WAS DESIGNED AND WRITTEN BY FRANK MORRIS. Below: ONE OF TWO SUPPLEMENTS, THE INFLUENTIAL COMMUNICATOR, THAT WAS RUN IN ALL OF NSW’S COUNTRY PAPERS.

A special symbol was designed to mark the publication of the first country newspaper in NSW in 1841. The logo appeared on the front pages of more than 150 newspapers in NSW to celebrate the historic event.

To top all this, was a limited edition coloured wall chart featuring all the papers in the Country Press Association of NSW in 1991 and the publication of several supplements which detail the recorded history.

Australian newspapers are rich in history, colour and turmoil, and the unforgettable characters who made it so.

Some interesting facts about the ‘first’: The first newspaper to be published in Australia was George Howe’s The Sydney Gazette on March 5, 1803, under the aegis of Governor Phillip Gidley King.

KIAMA INDEPENDENT THE OLDEST

Howe also printed the first Sunday newspaper in Australia and also the first book in the colony,in 1802. In 1841, the first childrens’ book, A Mother’s Offering to Her Children by Lady Bremer, was the last journal issued by the ‘old’ Gazette office.

The oldest surviving country newspaper in NSW published by one family throughout its entire history, before being taken over by Rural Sales, is the Kiama Independent. In was founded in 1863. -- Frank Morris

<< Grand Years 2012.


SHOP WINDOW: Part 2. Heritage Places – A gift to the Nation

The Old Melbourne Gaol, left, is Victoria’s oldest surviving prison complex. Built in 1841, it was the place at which Ned Kelly, who was hanged in 1880, and notorious gangster, Squizzy Taylor. Under the program, there are daily tours, and a comprehensive display and exhibition held within the goal. The Callington Mill in Oatlands, Tasmania, right, is a local landmark. It dates back to 1837 and was once the major flour mill in the region. On the site there is a group of stone buildings which contain a five-level windmill, miller’s cottage, and colonial home. The site was developed as a major attraction for visitors to the region.

Posted in: Grand Years with Frank Morris at 27 April 18

FM’s CONNECTION: Smoking – others stop why can’t you!

I THINK I’LL QUIT: DON’T JOIN THE THOUSANDS OF AUSTRALIANS WHO HAVE DIED FROM SMOKING. Below: LOOK AT THIS SIGN CAREFULLY: IT SAYS QUIT NOW. Below: READ THE MESSAGES ON THE PACKAGES.

Thousands of Australians have died from smoking and related diseases every year.

Adapted by FRANK MORRIS

Quitting at any age will give you immediate benefits and reduce your chance of developing any type of smoking related illnesses. With planning and determination a person can quit and never smoke again.

Tobacco smoke is toxic and contains more than 7000 chemicals. At least 70 of these are known to cause cancer.
Many chemicals from tobacco smoke pass through your lungs and pass into your bloodstream and are carried around in your body. Carbon monoxide replaces some of the oxygen carried in a person’s blood, robbing their muscles, heart and brain of oxygen.

Other toxic gases damage the tiny hairs that help clean a person’s lungs, allowing mucus and toxins to build up and increase the risk of lung disease. It make no difference if they smoke “light” or regular cigarettes: they will inhale a similar amount of toxic chemicals.

Nicotine is the addictive drug in tobacco smoke that can make quitting difficult – but not impossible.

SMOKING – STOP IT!

A person’s health can be affected by smoking, it:

INCREASES the risk of developing heart disease, stroke and peripheral vascular disease.

DAMAGE a person’s lungs, causing respiratory diseases such as emphysema, asthma and bronchitis.

INCREASE the risk not only of lung cancer but also many other types of cancer – including cancer of the mouth, throat, bladder, stomach and pancreas.

REDUCES fertility in women and men.

WEAKENS your immune system, making you more susceptible to infections.

CAN cause or contribute to many other health problems – blindness, osteoporosis, etc.

LIVE LONGER

Tobacco smoke in the air comes from both the burning end of a cigarette and from the smoke breathed out by a smoker over family members, friends, co-workers, etc.

This exposure to second-hand (SHS) can cause heart disease, lung cancer and increase breathing problems in non-smokers living or working with smokers. Children, too, exposed to SHS are more likely to suffer from health problems.

Why stop smoking?

It’s important to be clear about your reasons for smoking and for quitting. Good reasons to quit are simple: the condition of your heart, lungs, circulation and immune system, will improve. Breathing will improve within weeks; and food will smell and taste better.

And the person live will longer!

Contact the Quitline on www.quit.org.au

<< Pharmaceutical Society of Australia; ABS.

COMING: The Heide Gallery, in Heidelberg, Victoria. In the same area, which was the beginning of a strong tradition of Australian modern art, stands the famous Heidelberg School of the 1880s. Enter the movers and shakers of the new venture in the 1930s.


ART GALLERY: Making History – Nolan at the newsagent

CAR AND FLOWERS: HONEY, WHERE IS THE FORD?

This exhibition recreates the 1942 experimental display at a local newsagency at Heidelberg.

FRANK MORRIS

Sidney Nolan would try anything as long as he sold some of his work. This is why in 1942 the young Nolan held a “ground-breaking” display of his work in the window of a local newsagent in Heidelberg, Melbourne.

“It was the idea of Nolan’s benefactors, John and Sunday Reed, to ‘take art to the people’ rather than to an exclusive audience in an art gallery,” the curator said. “The works were mostly experimental landscapes … the prices were low but nothing sold.

“Many of the paintings subsequently languished in obscurity. The exhibition re-creates this remarkable but little-known venture. It brings together the surviving compositions which have been identified through photographs … taken at the time.”

At Heide Museum of Modern Art until May 20, 2018.

Picture: One of the paintings. Sidney Nolan’s Golden Landscape, 1942.


COVERS: Final farewell to magazine after 44 years!

FAREWELL: MODEL JESINTA CAMPBELL CAME FACE TO FACE WITH CLEO TWICE. WHEN IT WAS STARTING, AND 44 YEARS LATER FOR ITS FINAL ISSUE. “I FELT HONOURED”, SAYS CAMPBELL.

Gone are days of sass, bachelors, sex and centrefold.

FRANK MORRIS

In March 2016, a mighty explosion took place in Australian magazine-land! The controversial magazine Cleo was shutting up shop. The magazine, which for 44 years, had hunted down everything related with bachelors, sex and centrefolds to become one of the best read journal’s in Australia by women.

At Cleo, they described the magazine as “Australia’s paper giant.”

When Cleo arrived in 1972, it created excitement and pizazz in Australia. I remember the issue that contained the ‘seductive’ Jack Thompson centrefold was truly a knockout. Of all the centrefolds published over the years, none have ‘caused a stir’ like Jack’s.

“My centrefold was part of the liberating of women and I’m happy to be a part of that sense of freedom,” said Jack.

BRAVEST DECISION

On its arrival, Cleo was caught up in Helen Reddy’s emphatic declaration “I am woman, hear me roar”, a statement the Australian women responded to “in droves”.

“By the early 90s, Cleo was the highest selling women’s lifestyle magazine, per capita, in the world,” the magazine said.

As a young mother, Ita Buttrose was never considered “the most of likely of people to head up a controversial new women’s magazine” like Cleo. But she was. There were thousands upon thousands of young women who had a yearning for the “new sexual revolution.”

In her editor’s letter, she completed by saying, “Like us, certain aspects of women’s lib appeal to you but you’re not aggressive about it.”

The model, Jesinta Campbell, met Cleo when it was starting – “It was the first cover I ever shot for any publication in Australia” – and again – “To then shoot the final issue was an absolute honour.”

Launch in 1972: 200,000 copies. Final issue: Over 54,000 copies.

Creating Cleo was one of the bravest decisions ever made.


THE MO STORY: Final! His son, Sam, tells it all

VISIT FROM HOLLYWOOD: CAROL LANDIS AND JACK BENNY GO BACK-STAGE AT THE TIVOLI TO MEET ROY ‘MO’ RENE IN 1943. Below: SADIE GALE AND ROY RENE IN 1929. Below: ROY RENE. JUST CALL ME MO!

Sam talk about his famous mum, Sadie Gale.

SAM VAN DER SLUICE      Adapted by FRANK MORRIS   

My mother’s name was quite famous in show business.

Her name was Sadie Gale and she had been on the stage since she was three years old. She even beat my father. She was a star in her own right.

She retired when my sister, Milo, and I started high school and she thought that it was the right thing to do. She decided to be our mum. Up to then she played soubrette roles and principal boys, and she was a very beautiful woman.

In fact, I think she is a very beautiful at eighty years old.

Come this March, she will be eighty-one and I don’t think she would mind if I still call her beautiful.

She and my father would never encourage my sister or me to go into showbusiness. Dad was always aware, however, that it is probably one if the hardest businesses in the world.

Friends and parents … would come home and see mum and dad studying scripts for a new show. They would think that it was all fun and games.

Show business is a very tough business. As far as father and mother were concerned, there is not a better business.

The audience are zany, lovely, wonderful human beings.

LOT’S OF MONEY

Dad was pretty well liked. He knew everybody. In fact, I would go so far as to say that everybody loved my dad. He was a soft touch, though. In those days he was being paid fairly well, and even though he made lots of money whilehe was working, he certainly did not die a wealthy man.

He must have given a lot on money away; we certainly didn’t get it! People used to go up to him in the street and tell him a sad story and he’s give them a few quid. Yes, he definitely was a soft touch!

Dad knew a lot of the “underworld”. People like Tilly DeVine thought he was a wonderful person. Then at the other end of the scale he had judges and people of the legal fraternity who were his friends.

He had that rare gift of making everyone feel that they were his closest friends.

(On reflection), it was really a funny combination of people who would come to sit in the audience and listen to my father.

The Macquarie Theatre, at 2GB, was not far from the Police Station. Opposite, on the corner of Hunter and Phillip Streets, there was a hotel. Dad would spend his time between the Saloon Bar with the police and the Public Bar with the “underworld”.

Dad would happily flit from the Law back to the cut-throats and thieves without any problem. He was one of their mob and they were one of his mob!

WE WERE PALS

The funny part about it, though, Dad was very unsure of himself. He had to be constantly reassured by his colleagues and by my mother. He’d come off stage and say, “Was that any good’, “Did I get any laughs”. You know that sort of thing.

He really was very unsure of himself and always wanted to do better. He was a professional through and through.

Before he went on stage he would check his props … then he’d take a cigarette out of his mouth and hand it to somebody else … without fumbling. Dad was a complete professional in every way.

I was twenty-two years old when he died. I was just getting to know him as a man. Dad would discuss contracts or a show … and it was nice relationship to have. We were pals.

That was so sad, because he died before I had a chance to really spend a lot of time with him as an adult – man to man. We were a very, very close family.

I think my father was the best, no, the greatest comedian that Australia has ever produced. I say that with all sincerity. God bless you dad!

<< From Grand Years. Adapted from the 8th Annual Mo Awards, 1983.


Last Laugh! Sorry! I’ve got bad news for you chief. It's about the noise!

Next week: Shop Window -- when we gave away properties to the nation.

Posted in: Grand Years with Frank Morris at 20 April 18

THE MO STORY: Part 1. His son, Sam, tells it all!

CHANGE-OVER: MO AS ELIZABETH 1 IN THE VIRGIN QUEEN.  Below: MO AND HAL LASHWOOD PASSING ONE ANOTHER IN SYDNEY.  Below: MO PLAYS THE "STARS AND STRIPES FOREVER" WHEN STRAIGHTMAN HAL LASHWOOD LOOKS ON LAUGHING. THE PHOTO: 1947.

The Mo statute is only 32 cm tall and weighs nearly 1500 grams.  He either comes in Gold, Silver or Bronze. For a statue, he stands tall. He is the Mo Award. The Mo was in honour of one of our great entertainers, Roy Mo Rene.

SAM VAN-DER SLUICE   Adapted by FRANK MORRIS

My name is Sam Van-der Sluice. That wouldn’t mean anything to you. But I’m the son of Harry Van-der Sluice. I guess that wouldn’t mean anything to you either. I’m the son of  “MO” -- Roy Rene Mo.

That might mean something to you!

What sort of man was Mo? Harry was born on February 15, 1892, in Hindley Street, Adelaide. He was the son of a English Jewess and a Dutch Jewish cigarmaker. He had two brothers and four sisters.

He started his showbusiness career when he was 14. He used to sing in the gallery in a falsetto voice. In those days, his stage name was Boy Roy, and when his voice broke they said to him you’re getting too old for that now; you’d better call yourself a different name.

“Why don’t you give yourself the name of the famous French clown, Roy Rene,” a stage-hand said. Rene became Roy Rene. Later, a stage door keeper by the name of Bill Sadler claims that he, Sadler, gave him the name of Roy Rene Mo because of his moustache.

The name stuck until years later in radio when he was christened McCackie – Mo McCackie.

So -- Dad started as Harry Van-der Sluice, his real name; Boy Roy, Boy Roy Mo and Mo McCackie. The last three were stage names. As far as the very early years of his showbusiness life was concerned, that is.

THE NAME STUCK

Needless to say, I only knew him as DAD!

We had a lovely life together. My father, my mother, my sister and I lived in a home at Kensington. It was a lovely home: I suppose by today’s standard it was modest; but it was a castle to us and it was dad’s palace.

I remember every time he used to swing into Cottenham Avenue, Kensington, where we lived. After he returned from the Tivoli, he would say to my mother, “Happy Road”. And it was a happy road. He loved all the children and they loved him – despite his moustache!

The family came first and work came second, and I don’t think dad lived for anything else apart from his family and his work. He was happiest when he was doing both – with his family and the stage.

Dad had a love/hate relationship with the audience. He could love them and yet hate them. I remember, he used to say when he got his first “belly” laugh, “I’ve got ‘em, I’ve got ‘em pal!” – and he would get them, too!

HE ADORED HER

The greatest thing that can happen to any performer is when they hear that round of applause. Or when they get that lovely belly laugh, which is so great. There nothing more pathetic when a comedian doesn’t get a laugh.

Dad got most of the laughs.

My mother’s name was quite famous in showbusiness. Her name was Sadie Gale and she had been on the stage since she was three years and four months old. For many, many years, she was a star in her own right.

She retired when my sister Milo and I started high school and she thought that it was the right thing to do and stay home and be a “Mum”.

Up to then she played soubrette roles and principal boys and she was a very beautiful woman. In fact, I think at eighty years, she still is a very beautiful woman.

My father loved her very much. He adored her and anything she did was fine by him.

Sadie Gale gave the Mo Award her blessing and said, “the Awards took on a new shape.” Ingrid Berg, publicity manager of the Mo, said, “The Mo Awards are living proof that Australian talent is not a rarity.” Yes, Rene would been much chuffed at that. Sadie Gale presented the Mo Award for the Entertainer of the Year at the 10th Annual Meeting in 1985. Strike me lucky! – Frank Morris.

Next Week: Sam talks about his famous mother, Sadie Gale.

<< From Grand Years. Adapted from the 8th Annual Mo Award, 1983.


LIVING ALONE: Retirement – a woman can get a mixture of feelings!

DOWN CAME THE RAIN? IT POURED AND IT POURED. AND THEN IT STOPPED. THEN IT POURED AGAIN ALL NIGHT. THEN IN THE MORNING, ITS CLEARED. I JOINED MY VILLA MATES AT THE COFFEE SHOP.

There are times when I get depressed.

ANNE SIMOND*     ADAPTED BY FRANK MORRIS

Living alone in retirement? Anne, who has been retired for five years, discovers that being alone is not the same as being lonely.

“When I was approaching retirement age there was one problem – or stumbling block – which perhaps worries many women, but not me. A man. I didn’t have to worry about ‘my man getting under my feet.’ I don’t have one. I live alone.

“I did think about retirement before the time came, which I consider to be a great advantage. While working and bringing up my children single-handed, there were many things that I had neglected. Since then I have managed to make amends in some spheres.

“I find I quite enjoy splashing around with wallpapers, brush and paint. And there’s no one to laugh about the fact that sometimes I get almost as much paint on myself as on the doors and window frames!,” Anne said.

Her role was to become part of the tribe that went to evening classes in English, which might have annexes that flow from that. Anne took to writing for pleasure.

THE BEST YEARS OF MY LIFE

“I’ve now have written at least 200 poems and have about 80 published in various journals,” said Anne. “Then I found delight in experimenting with some exotic cookery recipes to the advantage of a few clubs in the area. Next, I turned to one of the loves of my youth – music.

“I was pleased to find that the theory and sight-reading hadn’t left me entirely. And no neighbour had yet complained about the few scales and five-finger exercises which I found necessary. If I do find myself getting a little depressed, I find playing my piano really lifts my blues!

“I don’t believe that ‘such and such years’ are the best years of our lives. No one can know this. It’s up to us all, individually; and each stage had its compensations, both financial and otherwise. In retirement, reduced bus and rail fares, visits to cinemas and theatres are a great boon.

“Guilt about neglecting friends and relatives living some distance away has now left me. I’m in touch with them again. The numerous emails I receive, and the replying to them, gives me quite a kick.

“Before my retirement, I never had time to write!,” Anne said.

<< Living alone in your retirement; Best Years Newsletter; March, 2010.

*Not the correct name

Next week: l0 tips for living alone.

Pictures: Backpacking. At 72-year-old, our newest friend in the villa is skirting around the world for 12 months as a last hurrah. Catching up. I look for Skype to catch up to my relatives and friends.

The name has been changed.

<< Best Years Newsletter, 2010.                                   


Let’s Laugh! Your tool kit will say: don’t take it with you!

Increasingly, you are one of the people who own their home. This can be a great comfort to you that you are safe from rising rents. The mortgage is paid off and the house is yours. But then you find other problems arising. You are getting older. Maintenance on a house keeps rising. Even the routine decoration jobs are expensive. Let’s face it, you have to pay somebody else to do them because you are not as agile as you used to be. You don’t need roller skates. After a lifetime of working hard, the old habits die hard. Join the throng that are going the right way. Go to a reliable accountant and he or she will explain the ‘right way’ of doing things.

Posted in: Grand Years with Frank Morris at 13 April 18

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