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Hobbys Yards

There are two cemeteries in Hobbys Yards.  This one beside the road at the Uniting Church and a public cemetery somewhere else.  However there is not much of a town left. It's pretty much a cluster of houses, as is Barry a little further up the road.

I thought Hobbys Yards was an interesting name so investigated.  It's named after Lieutenant Thomas Hobby of the NSW Corps (1797  - 1808) who was second in charge to Cox for building the road over the Blue Mountains to Bathurst, then he took up farming.

Visit Hobbys Yards and Barry over at 100 Towns.

This is a post for this week's Taphophile Tragics hosted by Julie.


  1. They were very efficient in building that road. Maybe too efficient? He might not have wanted to get roped into another road building project so he became a farmer...

  2. It is a lovely sounding name. Thanks for getting ready for TT. I set it all up upon my return from Newcastle last night.

  3. Great picture and a fantastic name for a cemetery.

    Herding Cats

  4. Accompanied by tall grass seeds and thick dollops of mossy lichen. How delicious and delightfully pastoral.

  5. the scroll design on this marker is nice.

  6. (Forgive me if this is a second comment, but I think the last one disappeared!)
    This information is especially interesting to me because William Cox was possibly one of my relatives on my mother's side. In my younger days I trained through Blayney to Orange so missed out on this little world! It looks fascinating!

  7. Both professions deal with making a living with hands in the Earth. ITs a great eternal resting place.

  8. It's amazing to me that the headstone is still upright. Looks like vast, rich farm land in this area.

  9. seems not very crowded there!

  10. The headstone looks a little lonely set aside so far from the others.

  11. A very sparse burial ground; makes a peaceful resting place. Interesting personal connection, Gemma.


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