I have been reading fashion pages and being told how Victorian women were only housewives and mothers, except those few who might helped out on the family farm. So I'm taking a break with another of those women who seem not to have got that memo.
Writing in 1888, a columnist in the Launceston Examiner had the following paragraph.
Evandale has sustained a further loss of good old Mrs. Hood, perhaps better known as Mrs. Morrison. When, as such, she went home to England in 1853 she assisted several persons from her native place(Leicester) to emigrate to Tasmania, and also imported the first steam-threshing machine over seen in Tasmania. She often rendered material assistance to the struggling farmer, and I hope some one will fill the position she held in connection with the Sunday-schools, and that the children will not suffer from her loss. She left others to do the preaching, but she performed acts of benevolence ostentatiously.1
She did more than that. There is obviously a lot more to found out about this lady, including when she actually arrived in the colony, but here are some bits I found with some poking around yesterday which tell you something about her.
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Writing in 1888, a columnist in the Launceston Examiner had the following paragraph.
Evandale has sustained a further loss of good old Mrs. Hood, perhaps better known as Mrs. Morrison. When, as such, she went home to England in 1853 she assisted several persons from her native place(Leicester) to emigrate to Tasmania, and also imported the first steam-threshing machine over seen in Tasmania. She often rendered material assistance to the struggling farmer, and I hope some one will fill the position she held in connection with the Sunday-schools, and that the children will not suffer from her loss. She left others to do the preaching, but she performed acts of benevolence ostentatiously.1
She did more than that. There is obviously a lot more to found out about this lady, including when she actually arrived in the colony, but here are some bits I found with some poking around yesterday which tell you something about her.
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Forlorn little market
Mar. 24th, 2013 03:30 pmUsually Evandale Market is full of stalls and people, but this morning it rained heavily with thunder and lightening overhead, so not as many people as usual. Actually, just the fruit/vetable sellers and the indoor people (where there was no light because the power was off for hours).
These are just a few photos I took on phone while wandering about.
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These are just a few photos I took on phone while wandering about.
I have an Official Name Tag.
Tomorrow is the big day in Evandale, the Village Fair & National Penny Farthing Championships. Last year you might or might not remember it was a bit, well, looking at the photos actually a bit sad. Thinking off all the preparation and organisation that went into it, and even the work that had been that day and the day before. All for naught.
This year, it's promising clear skies and 32oC. Sunscreen and lots of drinks.
Also this year, we're not having our own stall so, according to my mother, I can wander about and take photos and help out on the sales stall. For which I have an Official Name Tag.
Slight lack of enthusiasm on my part though, I've taken photos of all this before. What new approach can I take this year? :\
To finish, some random photos from last November's substitute championships.
That's how you mount.
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Tomorrow is the big day in Evandale, the Village Fair & National Penny Farthing Championships. Last year you might or might not remember it was a bit, well, looking at the photos actually a bit sad. Thinking off all the preparation and organisation that went into it, and even the work that had been that day and the day before. All for naught.
This year, it's promising clear skies and 32oC. Sunscreen and lots of drinks.
Also this year, we're not having our own stall so, according to my mother, I can wander about and take photos and help out on the sales stall. For which I have an Official Name Tag.
Slight lack of enthusiasm on my part though, I've taken photos of all this before. What new approach can I take this year? :\
To finish, some random photos from last November's substitute championships.
That's how you mount.
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Bikes! And some other things.
Feb. 19th, 2011 06:21 pmSome photos from the Penny Farthing National Championships & Village Fair at Evandale.
Although I don't have many photos
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Although I don't have many photos
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What I Did Do Yesterday, sort of
Jan. 27th, 2011 06:40 pmI got roped into helping with the Australia Day thingy at Evandale. It was my mother's fault.
"Can you get some pictures together to make a competition for me?"
"Oh, if you come out next week, you'll be here for the Australia Day event."
"And when you come on Wednesday, bring your camera and a notebook so you can send something to the Country Courier."
The Evandale Rotary Club organise the Aus Day event. I don't know what they had last year, but I believe it was much the same as the previous year where they had a little ceremony to give out their awards, races for kids and then every had a free sausage and went home. About as exciting as it sounds.
This year, Mother was in charge of organising it and she was a bit more ambitious. She arranged a display of old sporting equipment and another of old radios, a blacksmith and a spinner to do demonstrations, a couple of African women to braid hair, an Indian women to cook, face-painting and other activities for the kids, a gum boot throwing competition and another picture-based competitions, free afternoon tea, sausages and, I think, ice creams, and I believe there was also Scottish & Irish music, and African dancing, and a tug-of-war between the fire brigade and the football but but I missed all those because I was inside supervising the competition (and taking photos and, oh, can you spare me a few minutes to help bang in markers for the gum boot throwing?) I think she was hoping for about 30-40 people. Over 200 turned up.
Despite being busy, I did get some photos taken, but most of them I said was taking for the paper so I won't post them because I can't tell people I'm doing one thing when I take their photo and then do another.
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"Can you get some pictures together to make a competition for me?"
"Oh, if you come out next week, you'll be here for the Australia Day event."
"And when you come on Wednesday, bring your camera and a notebook so you can send something to the Country Courier."
The Evandale Rotary Club organise the Aus Day event. I don't know what they had last year, but I believe it was much the same as the previous year where they had a little ceremony to give out their awards, races for kids and then every had a free sausage and went home. About as exciting as it sounds.
This year, Mother was in charge of organising it and she was a bit more ambitious. She arranged a display of old sporting equipment and another of old radios, a blacksmith and a spinner to do demonstrations, a couple of African women to braid hair, an Indian women to cook, face-painting and other activities for the kids, a gum boot throwing competition and another picture-based competitions, free afternoon tea, sausages and, I think, ice creams, and I believe there was also Scottish & Irish music, and African dancing, and a tug-of-war between the fire brigade and the football but but I missed all those because I was inside supervising the competition (and taking photos and, oh, can you spare me a few minutes to help bang in markers for the gum boot throwing?) I think she was hoping for about 30-40 people. Over 200 turned up.
Despite being busy, I did get some photos taken, but most of them I said was taking for the paper so I won't post them because I can't tell people I'm doing one thing when I take their photo and then do another.
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Evandale Village Fair Grand Parade
Mar. 1st, 2009 06:00 pmThe parade displays all the other things that are happening during the day, other than the actual racing and the things for sale stalls
Of course, you always hear these things long before they arrive.
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Of course, you always hear these things long before they arrive.
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Evandale Water Scheme
May. 14th, 2008 06:26 pmOn Tuesday I went with a group from the Evandale Historical Society and other to look at the remains of the convict-built water scheme.
This was started in 1836 to supply water to Launceston. The idea was a tunnel from the South Esk River would carry water to a race, that ran 12 miles o Windmill Hill in Launceston, and along the way, provide irrigation for farms and power for water mills.
The first attempt at a tunnel ran from the river to an outlet point on what is now Springvale. The second tunnel skirts the edge of Evandale. Nine shafts were sunk along the route, so the tunnel could grow out from each point, rather than just from the end points.
The scheme was abandoned was 1838, not quite 2 years after it was started. Traces of it remain though.
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This was started in 1836 to supply water to Launceston. The idea was a tunnel from the South Esk River would carry water to a race, that ran 12 miles o Windmill Hill in Launceston, and along the way, provide irrigation for farms and power for water mills.
The first attempt at a tunnel ran from the river to an outlet point on what is now Springvale. The second tunnel skirts the edge of Evandale. Nine shafts were sunk along the route, so the tunnel could grow out from each point, rather than just from the end points.
The scheme was abandoned was 1838, not quite 2 years after it was started. Traces of it remain though.
Behind the table
Feb. 23rd, 2008 08:25 pmI think my feet and legs ache everywhere it's possible to ache. Although that's an improvement on earlier, when everything ached.
We had a stall today, at the Evandale Village Fair and National Penny Farthing Championships. Being outside at Evandale, we expected it to be windy and afternoon showers were predicted. By showers we expected rain like yesterday: it comes in fast, drenches everything with heavy, wind-drive rain, blows over about 10 minutes later; repeat all day so nothing can be done outside because of the rain, all 4 mm of it.
So we took things that could handle a bit of rain, or would be safe under our pavilion, but more importantly, we took the wind into account. Because we usually spend our time at Evandale chasing things and picking frames up off the ground. So we took heavy things. We put loose papery things were in folders. We put frames on only the lowest level of the bookshelf we used. And we blutacced down everything prone to flightiness. See!
So for most of the day, while other people were chasing things around the ground, we just had to put the occasional frame back upright, and hold onto the pavilion. Mother bought us a pavilion to keep the sun off. It did that. It also moved around in a worrying sort of way when the wind blew. And it did blow, so we spent much of our time holding onto bits of the frame to relieve the pressure.
About 1.30 pm, the wind changed direction and became gusty. The sort of gusty that comes along with various weather warnings. The sort that makes sun pavilions bow, and blows shelves off tables, breaking glass ornaments and thimbles, and makes folder flap pages flap alarmingly. I know the time because the shelf blew over just before everyone went off to be in/watch the Grand Parade, and the wind got worse, so I there I was, with the shelf and assorted bits were still scattered across the grass, watching the wind tug pictures out of a folder and blow them away, and holding onto the leg of a sun pavilion that was trying to get horizontal, and hoping, hoping, something else didn't get caught in that wind.
Then the 7 year old arrived to chase loose pictures, and the guy from the adjoining stall tightened the front of the pavilion to secure it.
When sister finally returned, we dismantled the thing. The wind got worse though, and we started to pack up, early but slowly. By the time we done, almost everyone else had gone or was going.
Other than the bloody wind, it was a good day and, in case you were wondering what the view was like from behind a stall, here are some photos. All taken from our seats at the back, or while holding onto a leg of the sun pavilion.
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We had a stall today, at the Evandale Village Fair and National Penny Farthing Championships. Being outside at Evandale, we expected it to be windy and afternoon showers were predicted. By showers we expected rain like yesterday: it comes in fast, drenches everything with heavy, wind-drive rain, blows over about 10 minutes later; repeat all day so nothing can be done outside because of the rain, all 4 mm of it.
So we took things that could handle a bit of rain, or would be safe under our pavilion, but more importantly, we took the wind into account. Because we usually spend our time at Evandale chasing things and picking frames up off the ground. So we took heavy things. We put loose papery things were in folders. We put frames on only the lowest level of the bookshelf we used. And we blutacced down everything prone to flightiness. See!
So for most of the day, while other people were chasing things around the ground, we just had to put the occasional frame back upright, and hold onto the pavilion. Mother bought us a pavilion to keep the sun off. It did that. It also moved around in a worrying sort of way when the wind blew. And it did blow, so we spent much of our time holding onto bits of the frame to relieve the pressure.
About 1.30 pm, the wind changed direction and became gusty. The sort of gusty that comes along with various weather warnings. The sort that makes sun pavilions bow, and blows shelves off tables, breaking glass ornaments and thimbles, and makes folder flap pages flap alarmingly. I know the time because the shelf blew over just before everyone went off to be in/watch the Grand Parade, and the wind got worse, so I there I was, with the shelf and assorted bits were still scattered across the grass, watching the wind tug pictures out of a folder and blow them away, and holding onto the leg of a sun pavilion that was trying to get horizontal, and hoping, hoping, something else didn't get caught in that wind.
Then the 7 year old arrived to chase loose pictures, and the guy from the adjoining stall tightened the front of the pavilion to secure it.
When sister finally returned, we dismantled the thing. The wind got worse though, and we started to pack up, early but slowly. By the time we done, almost everyone else had gone or was going.
Other than the bloody wind, it was a good day and, in case you were wondering what the view was like from behind a stall, here are some photos. All taken from our seats at the back, or while holding onto a leg of the sun pavilion.
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Dec. 14th, 2006 07:35 pmI took some photos around Evandale & Clarendon today, but they're all a bit, well....
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