Here are some more pictures I took in the BIG4 Nambucca Beach Holiday Park. It is just the right sort of park for family holidays.
This is what I wrote about our long walk along the beach at Nambucca Heads:
“Early in the morning we went for a walk along the beach in our toe shoes. Later on on that day we had a beautiful warm 30 Degrees Celsius. The beach was just lovely so early in the morning. We saw quite a few people walking along there, some with a dog or two. Several people started a conversation with us. One man said that he was from Melbourne. Another man had a dog that was part dingo. the man said the dog was very shy of people and was only one year old. Near where our camp was, there was a lot of driftwood.”
We actually reached this beach from a place called Swimming Creek Beach. I did show this in pictures here:
Japanese Drumming? This Van was parked next to our car for several days. So who were these Japanese people who were our neighbours? We never saw anybody going to that cabin next to ours. Why on earth was that van parked there? It was a mystery. Finally a woman appeared on the scene. She came out of the cabin and apparently was getting ready to leave the place. She looked Japanese to me. Eventually, I started talking to her. It turned out, she spoke perfect Australian. She explained that she was about to leave to go to some schools where she would give lessons in Japanese drumming. Yes, she was Japanese. Somehow, when she mentioned her husband, I asked her, whether he was Japanese too. She said, oh no, he’s a Newcastle bloke!
One morning we went from our holiday park for a short walk to Morrison Park. From there we could go down to the beach.
And I have still some more September photos that I have not published yet. Sometimes I think it is not right to publish so many photos. Maybe I should restrict myself to selecting only a few photos. Just to select a few photos so as to remember what I would like to remember! So, now here are some more photos from that lookout at Nambucca Heads:
Accumulated ‘stuff’ in our cabin
We were lucky that we were able to buy a bit of wine on a Sunday morning shopping spree.
This was the place to go to early in the morning. One mother waved to me from the solar heated pool. As soon as I joined her in the pool, she started a very friendly conversation. I turned out she was American but married to an Australian and living with her family in Brisbane. She said she liked New South Wales. Her children were somewhere around the pool too. She said they stayed in a cabin, but during their next holidays she would love to stay in one of the camping places of the park.
I had a look around. The park facilities are indeed great. Besides showers, toilets, laundry, there’s also a well equipped kitchen and barbecue places and playgrounds for the children. Early one morning I went around the park taking lots of pictures of all the facilities. So here I go again with heaps of pictures!
My birthday was one month ago! Only one more month and Baby Carter is going to be one. We are all invited to his first birthday party!
So, what did we do during the month of September this year? I am going to look at the pictures we took. Then it is very likely that I can still remember everything we did do.
Sunday, the 3rd of September, was Fathers’ Day in Australia. Peter had baked these cakes for Fathers’ Day:
Peter watching the Insiders’ Program on Fathers’ Day 2017
View from the window of the computer room
In August our son Martin came to see us and he did drive us to Newcastle as well as to Sussex Inlet:
Leaving tomorrow morning and driving up to the North Coast of New South Wales, we are going to stop for one night at Taree. On the way back home we are going to stop for one night at Newcastle.”
We went along the Pacific Highway to Taree via Newcastle. On the way to Taree, our first stop was at Mooney Mooney:
After having been sitting in the car for a couple of hours a little walk is very welcome!
Soon we unpacked a lot of things for some refreshments. We had a lot of room in our car for taking food and drinks along.
Before we reached Taree, we had another stop at a service centre on the Pacific Highway. Since we stopped there around lunch time. it was difficult to find a parking spot. Peter parked the car on the outskirts of the service centre. From that spot we were able to watch a great number of huge parked trucks. This service centre must be a very popular place for truck drivers who needed a break! We thought some of these trucks looked absolutely beautiful. They looked new, big and shiny. I could not resist to take a few pictures of them.
We’ve had this Touring Atlas for a very long time. It is a bit outdated. But I still like to look things up in it when we’re travelling.
We’ve had this Touring Atlas for a very long time. It is a bit outdated. But I still like to look things up in it when we’re travelling.
Peter enjoyed a 5 Dollar lunch at the Service Centre!
Late in the afternoon we stopped at this Motel.
We liked this motel straight away and booked a room there for one overnight stay.
We did not feel like going out for dinner that night. We still had sufficient food with us that we could eat. And of course we had tea and coffee making facilities in our motel room. So we went to bed early and were early the next morning on our way again. Our motel was a little bit outside of Taree. We knew that there was an ALDI Shopping Centre in Taree. We were planning on going there after breakfast. First of all we had to find a nice place where to have breakfast. It was not difficult to find the main shopping street in Taree. We chose a cafe called “Raw Sugar” for our breakfast. And we enjoyed a little walk along the main street in the early morning sun. We decided that Taree was quite a pleasant place. We do have the pictures to prove it!
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I still liked my little cup to use for coffee in the car. The friendly motel manager had handed us a little map to show us how to find the ALDI store. The motel was at Manning River Drive on the South side of Taree just before the bridge that crosses the Manning River. Crossing the bridge and going further up Commerce Street there was ALDI at a corner opposite the hospital. It was a huge, huge store. We got there everything we wanted to buy for our stay at Nambucca Heads. Except for wine. There were no alcoholic beverages available at that ALDI store. Alas, we had no map how to get out of Taree and onto the Pacific Highway. We could have just gone back across the bridge and found our way to the Highway from there. Instead we thought that there must be a way out to the Highway on the Northern end of town. Only somehow we missed the right turn off and ended up in a more westerly direction. Before we knew it, we were in Wingham where we did not want to be at all. So we just turned all the back and eventually did find the Pacific Highway to continue our trip towards Nambucca Heads.
This is the Manning River with the bridge in the background.
We stayed at the BIG4 Nambucca Beach Holiday Park for five nights. We arrived on a Saturday night. To find the Park turned out to be a bit problematic. But we actually did find the place before it got dark!
On Sunday we went shopping for fresh bread and some wine. Before we went to the main shopping street (a lot of shops were closed on that Sunday), we did stop at two different lookouts that had a lovely view towards the sea. But first here are a few pictures we took on Saturday soon after our arrival at the Holiday Park:
Every time I pass this magnificent plant I am amazed about the beauty of nature. I am sure nobody planted this palm tree. It grew up all on its own in the middle of the bush.
This plant grows in a front garden of the neighbourhood. It very much caught my eye. This is why I took this picture.
And this is a recent picture from Lakelands Park with one of the soccer fields. I love walking along there, especially in the morning when the sun has just come up.
On Monday I had a hard boiled egg with curry on a piece of bread. I also had some of the home grown strawberries. Today I took some pictures of that little patch where the strawberries grow.
We also have some tiny wild strawberries growing
This one is just starting to flower. It is called ‘White Princess’
I just had a look at the post from Peter’s birthday:
This was the day when we had in Wollongong this lovely cheese board.
This is what I said towards the end of the post:
CHEESE BOARD
“Surprise bay cheddar, Seal bay triple cream, Discovery ash blue, red square washed rind served with fruit sourdough, crisp flat bread & stem artichoke”
There were some strawberries on the CHEESE BOARD as well!
We had our brunch in that part of our backyard that looks a bit like we’re in the midst of the bush. There were six of us sitting down at the outside table. The younger people were busy preparing everything in the kitchen and then carrying it out. Caroline and Matthew had brought delicious food along from some of Sydney’s delicatessen shops as well as some Champagne. The food and drink was loved by all. Most of the pictures were taken by Caroline.
So in March 2016 I published this picture with some comments:
I like to sit outside in the morning sun. This simple garden furniture from their porch/terrace in Waverly (Sydney), which C and M had painted themselves many years ago, they wanted to throw out. But I told them I love it. So it is now installed at the north side of our house. There are a lot of trees, but the morning sun gets through a bit, and we love to sit there with our morning tea.
The following I copied from something that I published at Easter 2016.
Lucas looked around in our backyard and called it a “forest”. He loved running from the side gate on the south side of the house back to the table on the north side. He kept running, and running, and running with little Alexander always following him. That was after they had been looking for Easter eggs. Alexander was happy, when he found just one little egg. He did eat it straight away and let his big brother look for all the other eggs!
Our Granddaughter Natasha, the boys’ Aunty, took some pictures of her Nephews while sitting at the table with them.
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During our recent holidays we decided one day to drive to Coffs Harbour for an outing. On the way there we stopped at the Urunga Honey Place. We had a lovely time there, sitting in the sun sipping our tea. We also bought some delicious honey.
We very much liked our break at the Honey Place. But Coffs Harbour was not so good for us on that day. I’ll write about this some other time.
It has been a while since I added anything to my childhood memories. If I had another look at it now to see what I have written some time ago, maybe I would find a few things in there that I do not remember so well anymore now. With time the memories seem to fade somewhat. This is why it is important to write down the things that I do still remember now.
Today I thought about it how blessed I am that I have a number of great-grandchildren. Yes, there are five of them now. Grandson Tristan has two girls, grandson Ryan has two boys, and granddaughter Roxanne has one boy. The two girls are nine and ten years. The boys are five and three years, whereas Roxy’s little Carter is now 10 and 1/2 months.
Since all of us do not live very close together, I cannot see the family on a daily or weekly basis. Even a regular monthly meeting is usually not on the cards for Peter and me. After all we are both in our eighties. Still, I am very happy that Peter can still drive enabling us to participate in special family celebrations. A few times a year our extended Family does come to visit us. I am always thrilled when a lot of visitors turn up at our place!
Everyone tells us that it is great that our family keeps in contact for birthdays, and at Christmas time and Easter. I do appreciate this very much and am very grateful for it. It is very rewarding to see the growing up of great-grandchildren. Watching them at their different stages kind of reminds me of my own childhood.
I often ask myself: What was I like at such and such an age? I still do have vivid memories about some events and some family members from the time when I was about three or four. So would my great-grandchildren perhaps remember people and events from the here and now when they are in their eighties?
When I go back to the time when I was about three or four, Cordula often comes to mind who was just eight months younger than I was. We could see each other quite often. Actually, I think she was a bit like a sister to me. When her Mum took Cordula for an outing. I was often allowed to go with them. I have such good memories about these walks! I cannot recall that my Mum ever asked Cordula to come along with us when my Mum took me for an outing somewhere. I think occasionally Cordula would come to the apartment where I lived to play with me. But usually I would go for visits to where Cordula lived just two floors further up on the fifth floor.
To me – even as a child – these five story high Berlin apartment buildings were just perfect as a place to live in. When we moved to a desolate country area because of ever increasing bomb raids on Berlin, I missed Berlin very much.
Last year when we went for a visit to Berlin, we stayed in an area where all the buildings were five stories high. All of them were beautifully restored and maintained. “Wie im tiefsten Frieden” – like there was absolute peace. This is what we used to tell us during the war when anything seemed like it was before the war started. These buildings I am referring to were last year well over 100 years old!
The above was published on the 2nd of October 2017. It fascinated me to find out about the importance of Marcel Proust. I researched on the internet a bit about Marcel Proust and published here the things I found of special interest:
“French novelist Marcel Proust was one of the greatest writers of the twentieth century. His books abandoned plot and dramatic action in favor of the narrator‘s descriptions of his experiences in the world.”
Well, it says that Proust’s books “abandoned plot and dramatic action in favour of the narrator’s description of his experiences in the world.”
I reckon this is exactly how I would like to be able to write. I very much long to write about my experiences in this world. And I always only wanted to write for the followers of my blogs but also for my family and future descendants. I like the idea that family members, that come after me, can perhaps make themselves a picture of me as a person and the experiences in my life. I am 83 already. I published in my blogs whatever I have written so far. I hope my desire to write a bit more is strong enough to discipline me to actually do some more writing during the time that is still left to me.
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