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Life in Rushworth looks like this

I’ve been spending quite a bit of time at home in Rushworth lately. You might recall that I’ve been doing nothing.

When we got home from Port Fairy and the Limestone Coast MJ still had the best part of a week before going back to work.

So we made the most of our time, like this:

slippers

Sometimes I would go out into the garden, which looked more like this:

boots

Sometimes we even went walking, which looked like this.

bush1

bushcans

bushcobweb

bushgrasstree

bushgrasstreetwisty

bushmine

So yeah, it’s not bad at all spending time in Rushworth.

Short trip to Rushworth (all those who understand the double meaning raise your hand)

In my short trip back to Australia I was able to squeeze in a trip to Rushworth (in between my busy sleep schedule). Here are some photos:

1. One of the most compelling reasons to squeeze in a trip to Rushworth

Kitchen fire

Kitchen fire

2. On Saturday MJ, Benj and I did some burning off. Here we pitted the barrel against the pile-of-stuff-bonfire. Both have their strengths: the barrel is more efficient, but the bonfire can handle some of the larger or more unweildy items.

Burning stuff

Burning stuff

3. It turned into night very quickly

bonfire after dark

Burning stuff, then it gets dark

4.On Sunday the girls came to Rushworth and Em took me for a spin on this monster

Emily on the quadrasaur

Emily on the quadrasaur

5. We also did more burning, and cleaned out the wash house, finding little treasures like this:

Sarah's art from grade Prep. I hit the peak of my talent shortly after.

Sarah's art from grade Prep. I hit the peak of my talent shortly after.

6. In the evening it was time for marshmallows

Abby toasts marshmallows

Abby toasts marshmallows

Abby eats marshmallows

Abby eats marshmallows

7. And I made a cake! We fed it to people the next day and it got rave reviews. But then when I told them I made it from a packet (obvs) I got chastised! What!? Since when are packets evil? Without them there would probably be 90% less cake in the world.

I made lemon cake!

I made lemon cake!

Welcome to Rushworth

I spent last week at home in Rushworth, the small town where I was born and raised. MJ and I hung out a bit and worked in the garden, and when MJ was at work I wandered around the house, read books, made lunch, lit the fire, that kind of thing.

One day I set off around town to take photos for a blog post. As you can imagine it’s impossible to compress 26 years of memories into one blog post’s worth of photos, so rather than comprehensively showing off Sarah’s Rushworth, I will give random stories about the things I walked past as I did a loop of the town.

Flowers on the footpath

Flowers on the footpath

These flowers are very much in vogue at the moment and I especially liked the way they were used along this path.

I followed Moora Rd towards High St, and came across these spooky places:

Haunted house

Haunted house

This place is spooky for obvious reasons. It’s a haunted house…duh.

The Masonic Hall

The Masonic Hall

The Masonic Hall is spooky more specifically because it was the site of one of my most vivid and weird dreams ever. I had it when I was maybe 8 or 10 or something, and I still remember it. There was a monkey swinging on the pole that protruded from the front and we were inside it getting chased around by some mysterious figure. I’m guessing that my subconscious chose that location as the scene of my dream because Masons are weird and mysterious. On that point, that means this place is doubly spooky.

U Clipped Us (Har Har)

U Clipped Us (Har Har)

Please allow me to introduce you to a great Australian (and perhaps global) tradition: The Hairdresser Pun.

This clever hairdresser decided to call their business ‘U Clipped Us’ (if the joke isn’t immediately clear to you, think of the big, native Australian trees). Bravo bravo.

The Agitator

The Agitator

The Agitator Laundromat has only come about since I moved out of Rushworth, but it makes me giggle. Next door is the newish store, Rushy Recyclables.

Rushworth historical history

Rushworth historical history

Rushworth is very historical. It’s all about the history, yes siree. Above: Historic Wagon and Historical Museum. I am trying to ascertain and will gladly take suggestions on whether a historical museum is a museum about history, or a very old museum. I think Rushworth’s Historical Museum is both of those things, but I wonder if there is a distinction between the words historic, and historical that I don’t know about…Anyone?

Some more historica or historical things in High Street Rushworth:

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Rushworth Shire Hall

Rushworth Shire Hall

The Shire Hall is where I had my 21st birthday party and Jess and Mark had their wedding reception. Countless other moments in Fortuna history happened there. Marcus played Danny in Grease, for example. It was also the place where I got my finger stuck in a hole in the floor during a concert when I was about seven and was sure my teacher would have to chop my finger off.

Hairitage on High

Hairitage on High

This building is the old Waranga News office. It now enjoys a more glamorous life as the home of Rushworth’s other hair salon, Hairitage on High. That’s right…Hairitage on High.

High St, Rushworth

High St, Rushworth

The Park

The Park

This is the park closest to my house and like ever other park in the world the best parts of the park was considered unsafe years ago. The steamroller in the background use not to be behind a fence. We could play all over it. There was a hole in the roof and a strange red substance that fueled stories that some kid a long long time ago fell through the hole and had his head chopped off. I never asked an adult for verification and just assumed it wasn’t true but secretly was a bit scared every time I played on it.

St Mary's Primary School

My primary school, St Mary's.

Then my camera battery died. Tour of Rushworth over. I hope you liked it.

Reunion #3: Waranga News turns 30

Sunday morning a week ago it was time to head home to Rushworth for reunion #3, the 30th birthday of the Waranga News.

Rather than try to contain the history of the paper in a couple of lines, I will just post this page Mary Jo put together for the 30th birthday edition of the paper:

History of the Waranga News. Click to englarge.

History of the Waranga News. Click to englarge.

People who have worked on the paper over the years and their family (including a lot of Fortunas) and friends got together for lunch and story-telling, disputes over the details of history and a lot of “wow, you got old” moments.

Bob making a speech. MJ awaiting her turn.

Bob making a speech. MJ awaiting her turn.

Winner of short story competition, Jess McLean

Winner of the commemorative short story competition, Jess McLean

Workers past and present celebrate with a birthday cake

Workers past and present celebrate with a birthday cake

Jess with her monstor pram on the way to the Waranga News office (carrying three children with ease!)

Jess with her monster pram on the way to the Waranga News office (carrying three children with ease!)

Abby working on the next edition of the paper

Abby working on the next edition of the paper

The lunch on offer that day was truly spectacular. Pork on a spit with salads and potatoes followed by cheesecake, fruit flan and the ultimate Aussie dessert….pavlova. I couldn’t have asked for a more delicious, more appropriate country meal for my return to Rushworth.

I spent the following week in Rushworth, sleeping in, pottering about the house and sitting by the fire. I will post some photos from the week later, but right now I need to warm up my toes…it’s soooo cold in Melbourne (and I think I’m getting a cold…)

Night at Star Cinema, Eaglehawk

I’m at home in Rushworth this week busy busy busy  with sleeping, reading and maybe a little bit of working in the garden.

But it’s not all sleepy in regional Victoria. Sometimes we decide to cut loose and paint the town red. Last night we headed over to Bendigo to see a film at Star Cinema.

Star Cinema, Eaglehawk

Star Cinema, Eaglehawk

Star Cinema is a community cinema, largely operated by volunteers, that plays arthouse and independent films at the Eaglehawk Town Hall. Patrons sit on cozy red couches and have a glass of wine or a coffee while they watch the film.

Last night’s event was a dinner and screening of Mamma Mia, which I would argue does not fall into either the ‘independent’ or ‘arthouse’ category, but would definitely fall into ‘cheesy’ or ‘too much singing’ categories.

I think it’s fair to say that my companions for the evening, Mary Jo and Gillian, agreed that there was a bit too much singing, neither of them fans of Abba. I thought I could overlook the soundtrack because I like Merryl Streep and Greece, but even the setting of the film could not overcome the soundtrack and nothing could redeem Merryl Streep acting like a complete dill.

I did learn that the only Abba song I like is SOS. Does anyone else have a soft spot for a particular Abba track?

Dinner was great, especially dessert.

And we also wondered at the historical sites of Eaglehawk.

Eaglehawk Court House

Eaglehawk Court House (Built C 1860s)

Eaglehawk log lock up (built C 1850s)

Eaglehawk log lock up (built C 1850s). Constructed in the early days of the gold rush, people were thrown in the log lock up when they 'disturbed the peace' so they could reflect on their bad behaviour.