Skip to main content

Perthville


Being just 12 kms outside Bathurst, Perthville seems almost a suburb but retains the characteristics of a country town with a pub, general store and school. Even the railway line is active with freight trains. I guess it's also close enough to the big smoke to draw some of its prosperity from it.

It was originally gazetted as Perth but after federation had its name changed to Perthville to avoid confusion with the Western Australian capital city.  This town seems to be a rare case of not being a gold mining town.  It was a stopping off point for bullockies and coach travellers.  But don't worry there are more gold towns coming up on this trip.

See the pub at Perthville over at 100 Towns.

Comments

  1. PeterApril 1, 2012 at 7:22 AM

    Beaut country, look forward to some gold areas.

    ReplyDelete
  2. Red Nomad OZApril 1, 2012 at 7:20 PM

    Bob's Bobcat hire??!! Sounds like he's got the market cornered!!

    ReplyDelete
  3. ABApril 1, 2012 at 9:11 PM

    Tractor slashing! The mind boggles!

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Joan ElizabethApril 1, 2012 at 9:51 PM

      Means mowing using a tractor towing a mowing machine on the back :-)

      Delete
  4. diane bApril 1, 2012 at 10:52 PM

    I could do with Bob in my garden. I must admit 'Tractor slashing" has a double meaning.

    ReplyDelete
  5. WinamApril 2, 2012 at 11:11 AM

    My only experience of Perthville was visiting the girls boarding school there run by the Josephite nuns. I used to do some charity work for them way back when.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Joan ElizabethApril 9, 2012 at 5:30 PM

      Unfortunately I only discovered the Josephite connection when researching the town later otherwise I would have taken a shot of the church. Since churches are the most substantial buildings in many of these towns I get a little tired of them so often don't photograph them unless there is nothing else or I find it quaint for some reason.

      Delete
  6. JulieApril 9, 2012 at 7:32 AM

    Bob used to be called an 'odd-job' man. A chap with few skills but willing to have a go at anything and work his guts out.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Joan ElizabethApril 9, 2012 at 5:31 PM

      There are still plenty of Bob's out there provided the pay is cash in hand.

      Delete
  7. JulieApril 12, 2012 at 5:14 PM

    *grimace* ... and yet WE take umbrage when the government is not up-front and honest with us!

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Larras Lee

We passed through Bakers Swamp without noticing anything.  Then reached our last dot on the map for this trip - Larras Lee and saw this.  The roadside monument says: In Memory of  WILLIAM LEE  (1794 - 1870)  of "Larras Lake"  a pioneer of the sheep  and cattle industry  and first member for  Roxburgh under responsible  government (1856 - 1859).  This stone was erected  by his descendants.  --- 1938 --- This is a repost from a few days ago. Thinking I would use this for this week’s Taphophile Tragics post I dug a little further into William Lee’s story, it’s a very colonial Australian one. William was born of convict parents, living his childhood years around the Sydney region. In his early 20s he was issued with some government cattle, recommended as a suitable settler and granted 134 acres at Kelso near Bathurst. He was one of the first in the area and did well. A few years later he was granted a ram and an increase in his land to 300 acres. William developed a r
9 comments
Read more

The end

I retire from the workforce this week and to celebrate have decided to retire my current blogs and start afresh with a single consolidated blog -  My Bright Field  - to record the delights of my new life adventure. If you are interested follow me over there.  I will still be Sweet Wayfaring and collecting Royal Hotels.  The delights I discover along the way will appear together with my gardens and towns where I live.
Post a Comment
Read more

Coolibah?

Is that a Coolibah tree beside the abandoned house? Every Australian knows about Coolibah trees because the bush ballad Waltzing Matilda is nigh on our unoffical national anthem but most of us live nowhere near the inland where they grow. Once a jolly swagman camped by a billabong, Under the shade of a Coolibah tree, And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled, You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me. Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda, You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me, And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me.
13 comments
Read more