Day 4 of our Broken Hill adventure After lunch we jumped back into the coach supplied by Silver City Tours, and headed off for a visit to Silverton. We had a different driver today, and not to be out-done by Wayne, he offered up this in the "Dad" joke category: "The only thing sillier than an emu … Continue reading Silverton – The Ghost Town
Far West Region
The Battle of Broken Hill – New Year’s Day 1915
It was spotting with rain (yaaay!) as, after lunch on Day 4 of our Broken Hill adventure, we drove past this object on our way to Silverton. It may look like an ancient broken down rail wagon, but au contraire, you can be sure there is a story behind it, and I am about to give you … Continue reading The Battle of Broken Hill – New Year’s Day 1915
The Royal Flying Doctor Service of Broken Hill
Firstly, a little correction to my previous post. The voice on the video is my good friend Helen. I had to play it several times to detect the difference in our voices. Helen spent countless (unpaid) hours editing my memoir I Belong to No One, by the end of which we were thinking alike. I didn't realise … Continue reading The Royal Flying Doctor Service of Broken Hill
The Reluctant Retiree 