Nostalgic trip for Ken.
It was a perfect day for a drive into the country. We stopped at the Gisborne township for lunch - chips for him and French toast for me.
Here is Ken walking along the road, immersed in his memories. He learned to ride a bicycle here, and saw his very first platypus in the creek.
I leaned on this gate to have my photo taken, and Ken was going to pose for me, leaning against the fence adjoining it, but....
He couldn't find the house he was looking for, so we went back to Gisborne and checked out their library. We were introduced to the ladies of the local historical society, who were very interested to hear about Ken's childhood experiences. They sent us around the corner to the local newspaper office where there were three more people who knew even more about the local history, and they knew the house that Ken was talking about. It was actually the first house built in that area, in 1864, and several generations of the original family lived there, but as the older family members died and the younger ones moved away, the house was left to rot, and was eventually demolished and the land sold. When Ken first saw it, it was empty, but still in good condition, but on subsequent visits, he remembers seeing it vandalised and falling down, and that was why he was keen to find out the story behind it.
Gisborne is just one of many little country towns around Victoria that has a lot of history attached to it. I know what Australians call history is laughable compared to England, Europe and Asian countries, but it's our history and we are proud of it!
This court house was built in 1856 and is well preserved, as is the little bluestone jail behind it.
We are planning to make the most of Melbourne's glorious spring days and go on more of these day trips. One of the best things about being retired!