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Georges Plains


Not very much further along the road, after a passing a modern brick real estate development spreading over the hillside we come to Georges Plains, a little community clustered around a disused railway station.

Old towns are a delight to junk lovers like me, there is always something to see.  Mind you I only like to collect photographs, my junk collecting days are over now my house has as many antiques as I care to gather.

See more of Georges Plains over at 100 Towns.

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  1. I find it salutory/salutary to remember that this sort of lamp lit my way to bed every evening when I was achild. We worked on the kitchen table to thre light of the Tilley lamp (which was white) and then were given individual hurricane lamps (which gave a yellow light) to repair to our bedrooms.

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    1. In my childhood they were only used in the very frequent blackouts during summer storms. I realise that during this time we visited farms that were not on the electricity grid and they had lanterns but we were never there at night time to understand how it worked itself out in normal living.

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