From the Manning to Majdanek
I never did meet Max although he was known to my parents. Max was often discounted as “odd” but after reading what he endured during WWII I understand why – it was horrific…
I never did meet Max although he was known to my parents. Max was often discounted as “odd” but after reading what he endured during WWII I understand why – it was horrific…
The creek has a long industrial history with ties to quarrying, railways and shipbuilding to name a few…
It’s heartening to see that waterways once used as dumping-grounds are now valued by the community and restored to places of beauty and ecological health…
Midday, Monday 20 March 1978 the Manning River at Taree hit a flood peak level of 5.45m just 15cms below the record flood of 1929…
The Manning River Estuary is much-loved as a place for recreation, which in turn brings the ecology of the river alive to boating enthusiasts and promotes health and well-being…
The Manning River’s only recorded shark fatality occurred in 1863 of seventeen year old James Brown. It was a hot January evening…
Writers like Steele Rudd and Norman Lindsay have made much of the humorous side of Australian rural life in the late nineteenth century. A counterpoint to this humour was the hardship and tragedy endured and overcome by the Australians of that era…
Two days before Christmas 1927, an article appeared in NSW newspapers entitled ‘Santa Claus at Tahlee House’. It was a story set on Christmas Eve 1832 during the time when…
Between Crowdy Head and Diamond Head is a great plain that has long been home to Australian wildflowers, particularly Christmas bells, Christmas bush and flannel flowers…
On Tuesday 25 June 1935 at 10am the newly built Taree branch of the Rural Bank of NSW opened for general business. The opening of the bank…
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