Walkabout 5 – whistle stop

If it’s Monday we must be… somewhere doing the laundry, cleaning the caravan, whatever but at least at a stop!  Well we are, back in Armidale in the New England Tablelands and finding it pretty cool and fresh!  We passed through a few days ago it must have been, I think, on the way to Narrabri, where we did this delightful market called the Gypsy Willow Market.  No real news from that except that we had planned to be at the coast at Anna Bay but the weather report forecast high winds so we changed direction – stayed inland and experienced very heavy rain.  Nerve-racking stuff actually – I was scared during the one storm – had fears of the caravan being blown over.  It didn’t of course.  Ironically, the Narrabri Showground has to be the worst managed of any we have stayed in so far, the caretaker operates an honesty box at the gate and invites campers to put money in an envelope… none provided!  So we picked a spot near some showers and loos but guess what, pitch dark in the night… very simple, no tiles, no mirrors, no way of drying hands… and only some loo paper – but the best showers ever experienced.  Hot and hard.  The way I like it.

On the subject of showers the other story of this week is Baan Baa.  A village of 50 people and a pub.  We were looking for a spot to stop and thought we’d take a punt on the pub being friendly to caravanners… They were.  We had several drinks in the pub, encountered some charming Irish boys – all tradies but just working as farmworkers on a cotton farm nearby – who entertained us as well as another older chap – there will be photos very soon. The pub was in a state of disrepair to put it mildly but was obviously thriving.  It had recently changed hands and the mining boom was doing it many favours.  So we were welcomed and invited to use the shower and loo – but someone had switched off the hot water.  Was not a good experience except that it was clean and new except for the window – a sash window that didn’t work and had the scantiest mosquito netting… was concerned about the tiny black insects!

The country surrounding was very water-logged and spectacular to my eye.  There will be pictures.  So these are some new place names that will feature in the pics… Gunnedah, Boggabri and Narrabri as well as Baan Baa and Currabubula.  A separate post for Currabubula I hope.  The reason for all the promises is that I have to get a shifty on with the re-draft of the proposal defence – time closing in on it, and we are engaged in battle with Telstra who misinformed me about my new contract and I seem to have racked up a bill of over $3000 mostly on data usage… got to be something wrong there – so terrified  to do any more pictures until this is resolved.

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About retrocentricaussie

We are a pair of ageing 'gypsies' who find junk and sell antiques, especially objects from the art nouveau/art deco years and old and well-loved tools. We also occasionally buy antiques as well!! We haunt clearance sales, garage sales, charity shops and sometimes dumps. Lately we have even been to a 'proper' auction. The thrill is in the chase for good stuff at prices we can afford and still sell the items on at a profit sufficient to support us. We recycle what other people don't want anymore, we find new homes for nice things. We sell at markets and antique fairs, swap meets and wherever else we can find. Our clientele are mostly ordinary people who want something they can afford that will enhance their quality of life. We are especially pleased when generation Y buy from us. It suggests that appreciation of quality and good design is still part of our modern aesthetic.
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