tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5139161043677921966.post6646740393778555788..comments2023-11-24T17:22:49.598+11:00Comments on Sweet Wayfaring: Forty Bends Road, South Bowenfels 3 of 7 Joan Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16358008925558240778noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5139161043677921966.post-66630070955275970152013-01-25T21:28:32.985+11:002013-01-25T21:28:32.985+11:00A nice country cottage. In the suburbs the tennis ...A nice country cottage. In the suburbs the tennis court was often in the backyard. I played on many of them but they were clay courts. At night we weren't to scream and shout incase we bothered the neighbours.diane bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12002292118984909883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5139161043677921966.post-54952588255471923612013-01-24T23:06:19.693+11:002013-01-24T23:06:19.693+11:00If we could understand aboriginal languages an awf...If we could understand aboriginal languages an awful lot of our towns also have delightfully descriptive names -- if the people who provide us with the history of place names are to be believed.Joan Elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16358008925558240778noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5139161043677921966.post-18427355357381655802013-01-24T23:02:09.557+11:002013-01-24T23:02:09.557+11:00Oh yes, that is how it was in the country town whe...Oh yes, that is how it was in the country town where I grew up. I had forgotten about that.Joan Elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16358008925558240778noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5139161043677921966.post-66417155338728141182013-01-24T17:14:18.545+11:002013-01-24T17:14:18.545+11:0040 bends, huh? Why are we Aussies so 'imagina...40 bends, huh? Why are we Aussies so 'imaginative' in our place names, I wonder?!?!Red Nomad OZhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03020668094026661054noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5139161043677921966.post-3357692630319058502013-01-24T00:50:21.275+11:002013-01-24T00:50:21.275+11:00Tumbled down and weed infested is the way I rememb...Tumbled down and weed infested is the way I remember many a rural tennis court except the town courts ... they were always kept in good condition in preparation for the weekly tennis tournament when folks would come from far and wide ... parking their cars around the perimeter so as they could watch the game from the comfort of their front seat.Diannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02806482148547283594noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5139161043677921966.post-67360036459074064022013-01-23T22:52:54.172+11:002013-01-23T22:52:54.172+11:00I've got a feeling that if there was one in ou...I've got a feeling that if there was one in our yard it would be the weed infested tumble down fence variety. We have lived opposite a public tennis court for 20 years and I've only stepped on it once!Joan Elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16358008925558240778noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5139161043677921966.post-48087542526037547332013-01-23T19:01:14.362+11:002013-01-23T19:01:14.362+11:00I would love a tennis court in my yard...I would love a tennis court in my yard...Johttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02654167241401412222noreply@blogger.com