Snapshot Sunday: Cartela

I was wondering what to do for today’s photo when I read an article about the restoration of the MV Cartela. She is about to go into a specially made dry dock for further restoration before being reunited with her original steam engine.

I looked amongst my photos and discovered one I had forgotten about from 2009 when she was still based in Hobart. This was taken during the Wooden Boat Festival of that year. The interior photo two years later when we were fortunate enough to cruise on the Derwent with her.

Then she came down to Franklin via Port Huon in 2014. That is one of my favourite photos.

Recently while on our “Yukon” trip I was able to photograph Cartela from the other side.

I hope that I’ll be able to photograph her fully restored one day and enjoy a trip from Hobart to New Norfolk.



Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Any Animal (No Birds)

Pets and a Potaroo

I did a spot of house sitting  several years ago for friends who had a hobby farm near Franklin. The little dog I only minded once and I have forgotten her name. The cat Chloe was very friendly and would sleep on the bed with me and pat my face when she wanted me to get up. Sadly both went over the Rainbow Bridge some years ago now.

I have forgotten the name of this little dog who was owned by a friend I used to house sit for.
Chloe was also owned by my friend.

Oliver was an orphan lamb who was hand reared. He was named Oliver because he always wanted some more. The goats as far as I know did not have names.

Oliver, a pet lamb.
Nameless goats

The Potaroo, one of many that visited the property was not a pet, they were considered pesky freeloaders. My friends grew vegetables and had strawberries and raspberries and these were all in netted enclosures. I had to make certain that I shut the doors firmly after I went inside them to water or pick anything. Still although they are cheeky these little wallaby like animals are rather cute.

Cheeky potaroo

Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Horizontal Lines

Horizontal Lines

Not the most exciting photo but here the sea, the land, the clouds and the sky make for a lot of horizontal lines. It reminds me of the old song that mum used to sing to us when we were little.

“I joined the navy to see the world; but what did I see? I saw the sea.”

The ocean and the sky.
Somewhere off Queensland in the Great Barrier Reef.

This next one was taken while we took a boat trip on the Singapore River.

Clarke Quay Singapore

A car park in Hobart.

Mural at a cafe in Hobart.
Mural at a cafe in Hobart.

Another favourite building of mine even though it is rather austere. Circular Quay Railway Station in Sydney.

Circular Quay Station Sydney


I really started thinking about shelves and stacks for this challenge.

Display unit at the Mint Toy Museum in Singapore. A display of Beatles memorabilia.

Shelves at the Toy Museum Singapore
Some old boxes of games stacked up in my garage.
Non Fiction books at the Op Shop


RDP#21 Italian

Italian Influences

When we sailed to Australia from England our migrant ship was the Castel Felice, you can see a picture of it in our blog header. At that time it was owned by the Sitmar line and leased to carry predominantly British migrants to Australia. The crew, including waiters and cabin stewards were all Italians, the first I can ever recall meeting. Elizabeth, where we went to live, was very British though so I didn’t come into contact with any European culture until I was much older

I discovered the east end of Rundle Street in Adelaide, they had cafes with outdoor seating and served various types of coffee, gelato and other things I hadn’t seen before. I found them fascinating.

Later still I went to work for the State Transport Authority as it was known in the eighties. My co workers at the Rail Car Depot were Italians, Greeks, Maltese,Poles and many other nationalities. I had met a few of them as David had worked with some of them before Naomi and I went there but during the years we worked there I got to know them better.

Most of them had come to Australia in the fifties and sixties looking for a better life.   Sometimes when we were on night shift and not so busy we would ask them about where they were from and about what they did when they came to Australia. Some had come from Naples, others from Sicily and a couple from northern Italy. Most had come from rural areas and knew what it was like to be hungry when they were young. When they arrived in Australia they worked in factories or laying tiles and cement, some were long time railway employees. One man we knew had worked at Maralinga in the South Australian outback when the British were doing atomic testing there. He was not a well man.

Our work mates could laugh at the mishaps they had when they first arrived and were still learning English as spoken by Australians. We laughed at the story of one who accidentally bought a cage full of pigeons at an auction.

After thirty years in Australia the men spoke good English but they often said their wives did not speak the language so well, probably because they had not mixed with other nationalities as much as their husbands. They had adult children who were married to Australians and grandchildren that did not speak Italian which must have been hard for grandma especially.

They grew vegetables in their gardens and made their own pasta sauce and sometimes wine. I think those men were much more interested in food and cooking than Australian men were at that time.

The Italians we knew considered Australia their home. Too much had changed in Italy since they left. Even the language was different and they would not feel at home there any more they said.

That was more than twenty five years ago and I imagine that most of them are gone now but I always remember them for their insights into a different way of life.

Share Your World 2018 – 18 June

Sharing My World This Week

You can have an unlimited supply of one thing for the rest of your life, what is it? Sushi? Scotch Tape?

Well to me the obvious thing would be money, then I could buy as much Scotch Tape as I liked.  Seriously it wouldn’t have to be a fortune but to know you had a guaranteed income for the rest of your life with no fear of unemployment or the government cutting it back would be a great relief.

Teleportation or flying?

Teleportation; especially if I can do it from home and not have to go to an airport like facility to do it. I wouldn’t trade sea voyages or long distance train trips but flying and buses I would not really miss.

Would you rather live where it only snows or the temperature never falls below 100 degrees?

I’ve just experienced the latter in Singapore. I will take the snow. Well being practical living in a place where it snowed all the time would be hard too so I’d want to spend some of that unlimited money on heating and warm clothing and boots. I like a happy medium really and I think that I have it right here.

What did you appreciate or what made you smile this past week?  Feel free to use a quote, a photo, a story, or even a combination

I had a brief trip to Hobart last week. A friend was going to do some errands in Hobart and nearby Kingston and I went along for the ride. We are both from Adelaide so we spent the drive there and back chatting about places we knew, recalling as many different theatres in the city and suburbs as we could. That was fun. We went to Bunnings, a big hardware store in Kingston and while my friend was buying plumbing supplies I went to the garden department and bought myself several pots of pansies and polyanthus which were on special.




Penguin Church

When I saw Vanda’s post on the old church I thought I would see what I could do with a church photo. I have taken a lot of pictures of churches. They range from little chapels to grand looking cathedrals. I also have new software to try out so I thought I would have a bit of fun and do a post using a church too. This is what I did.