A week or so ago, I did a re-blog, of what turned out to be the last episode I wrote of my time at Shay Gap. I imagine that back then, in 2013 or whenever it was, when I started on that Shay Gap journey; I got to the stage when I couldn’t be bothered writing for, and about me, lets be honest; the only one that I had that gave me encouragement was Lisa and even her comments dropped off and I was bored.
There were a few more tales, I could have related/told, but why bother? I knew all about it anyway and there was no one else interested! 😥
Earlier this week I was rummaging through some old papers and ‘stuff’ and came across the one and only copy I have of the ostentatiously entitled; Goldsworthy Magazine.
Those, shall we say, elderly readers of this codswallop, may well recall/remember the old ‘Roneo’ machines. and the ‘magazine’, such as it was, was rolled out on one of those and then the pages were stapled together.
How long it took to print, and staple together, the 30 or 40 pages of the first run of 1300 copies, is anybody’s guess. Today, it’d probably take an hour or so, if that, and probably wouldn’t need someone standing with a stapling machine, a box of staples, working up a sweat! Not all progress is bad, is it?
I resisted the urge to bore you with the lot, must admit even I can’t be bothered with the lot, I just read the bit’s about Shay Gap,
After which I decided to throw this post together, and include the opening few pages, that will give some idea of how things were, and how we treated our workmates, in the way. way, outback of Western Australia in the 1970’s,
It also tickled me pink. to see the names of the Township Manager. and the police sergeant; I think they referred to him as a senior constable, in which case, if that is all he was, I elevated him to a higher plane 😈 After putting up with me I wont begrudge him that!
Now after all of that, here’s what I sort of photographed, with my Samsung phone thingy, then copied to the trusty HP thingy masquerading as a computer and uploaded to my whatever it’s called at wordpress .com
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I am in the process of writing some follow up posts on my ‘apprenticeship’ in the liquor industry, after which, I thought perhaps I might go back to whatever it was I was doing, before I headed West, it was an interesting time for me, don’t know about you lot though, it’ll probably bore you to tears 😈
LordBeariOfBow 
Write the posts, I enjoy them!
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Thanks Andrew. 🙂
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I think it is fantastic that you put all this on line, Beari!
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Just being lazy doing it the easy way GP; but thank you 😛
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Your adventures in the “out posts” of Australia, are a pleasure to read.
So please do not stop, but keep on writing.
Ira
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Thanks Ira. I’ll think about it; as it’s getting harder for me these days. 🙂
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Good morning Brian Twice I’ve tried to add my comment, and twice I have not been able to process the comment. I love reading your stories of the great outback, so please continue writing. They are a great read. All the best Ira
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That’s WordPress being picky Ira, sometimes they shove non WP bloggers into a waiting for approval basket, and we have to give it a tick,
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It’s like reading tales of the Old West. The Aussie version.
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Is that good bad or ugly?
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except Lbob gets a mention in this lot.
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Keep on writing these posts Brian, I thoroughly enjoy reading them. 🙂
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Very cool!
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Please keep writing, if you can or want to. You know I enjoy reading about your adventures!
HUGS!!!
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“Old bankers never die. They just lose interest.” *snort* 😀
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Well that’s a let down 😥 I was banking on YOU noticing one important name 😊😵 😈 🍻 😁 🐶🐾 🐻
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Oh, you mean Mr. Ron Hogg?!?! HA! 😉 😛
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I saw YOU mentioned, Jovial! Most important mention, indeed! 🐻 😈 😉 😀 🍻 😁 🐶
HUGS!!! 🙂
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The greatest misnomer ever 🐶 😊😵 😊😵 😈 🍻 😁
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I think Jovial-y is one of Snow White’s Seven Dwarfs! 😉 😛
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Real chunks of local history (and humour!) Nice to know that they were going to get to the spraying of toilet seats for red backs. I wonder if they did?
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You must be the only one who actually read some/all of those, just glad I didn’t do every page just the first half dozen, it ran to 36 pages.
Never had any worry with red backs, I think they bunged that in to take the peoples minds off the scorpions.
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I am familiar with brushes with scorpions in outdoor toilets!
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We didn’t have outdoor toilets in Shay Gap. it was a very ultra modern town; I think that was included for bit of humour, the scorpions were real though.
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Oh yes, Australian-type humour. Would that include a kangaroo offering a stranded motorist a jump-start?
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They’re actually quite food at doing that
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This is like remembering when life was real – and experienced.
So glad you are scanning these – totally fun (and some local museum/historical group might be thrilled to see this, too)
Best costumes at the dance gets an award (and the Kinks!) Road conditions posted on a board.
This is VERY cool! Thanks for the grins and window into history
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Oh, forgot – love the rusty paper clips – and the typing!
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OK rusty staples……stand corrected….
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It’s a wonder they haven’t rotted clean away by now.
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No wordprocessors back then, or mobile phones, life was kind of real
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It’s only 49 years ago but, looks like the dark ages to the young and yesterday to me. Glad you enjoyed it Phil; I won’t be doing the other 30 odd pages though, 😛
You didn’t notice me either.
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It’s decades since I read anything written with a typewriter—very quaint! I loved the gossipy, homey touch, complete with handwritten headings. But what are red backs (shudder)—they sound ominous!
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Red Backs are spiders Diane, they have a bite than can be lethal; so it’s a standing joke here that if you have an outside dunny ( Australian for a backyard toilet) you always check for a red back, they’re supposed to like hiding under the seat.
They are actually a shy spider and like to stay hidden.
That was a bit of a joke. in that magazine, we had more problems with scorpions, being in the dessert. Plus the occasional snake.
I doubt any of my children would recognize this as being typewritten and Roneo’d, doubt if any of them would even know what those words mean/meant.
And they say ignorance is bliss; what utter rubbish. :twisted;
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Mr Brian “Jovial” Smith? Jovial??? Did you leave that behind in the dessert? LOL. Loved reading this. If I’d only known, I might have got a job as a telex operator there. Bet the money would have been good, and since I don’t drink beer, and you probably weren’t serving “ladies” in the front bar anyway, I would have saved heaps too.
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Guess Who?!?!
Just me!!! 😇
Hope you and The War Office and Coco are all doing well!
HUGS!!! 🙂
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