I wouldn’t like to count the number of times I have walked around this corner But that was many years after this photo was taken in 1906 at the corner of Barker and Templeton Streets in my home town of Castlemaine in Central victoria.
Sepia Saturday tempted us this week with a photo of an imposing but austere hotel. I am much fonder of Australian buildings with their verandahs to protect us from the sun or to provide a place to sit and catch the evening breeze in the hot weather.
This well worn postcard has 1906 handwritten on the back, but no message. The hotel was originally built in 1875 as a single storey building but in 1906 was converted to a fine two storey building. The next image shows the re-opening in 1906.
This image came from The Hub at 233 Barker St Castlemaine which is the present name of the building. They have a fine collection of photos of the Hotel over the years. De-licenced in 1970 in its present life The Hub is home to fifteen offices and one restaurant.
This is how Google Earth saw it in 2010 when it was undergoing its most recent renovation.
But my imagination takes me down the hill in the 1940s past, among others in the first block , the lawyers where for a while I thought that might be a good thing to do on leaving school, the bike shop where once stood a bike which was labelled with my name as it waited for my birthday, the hairdresser – first perm, the shop where I spent my first ever earnings on a Toby jug for my mother, the shop where I bought a hat with money i had earned myself, the cafe where I washed dishes one school holidays, the newspaper shop where the morning paper cost tuppence, the excellent photographer and the dreaded dentist.
As I said, I knew that corner well though I was never to go into the hotel.
More interesting hotels and big buildings can be seen through the links in
This Week’s Sepia Saturday
I really try to respond to Sepia Saturday’s suggestions for posts each week. I really do. But sometimes it just doesn’t work out.
Take three weeks ago for example. Chess. The day this suggestion was posted I walked into our local librrary to pick up a book I’d ordered and right in front of me was a chess board, albeit a rather limp one. Out came the phone and snap, snap, there was a photo which perhaps I could include in a post.
I planned how I could include how my husband made a marble topped chess table – all the meticulous cutting of grey/black and white marble into small blocks and reassembling them, followed by the slow polishing to make a smooth surface and lowering into the lovely dark polished table. A few shots of the chess set and the books and hey presto a post. But it never happened.
The next week – a tunnel. Well, this was the nearest I could come to a tunnel.
In 1950 Bendigo Teachers’ College sent its students to Queenslcliff for a one week Physical Education camp. Plenty of spare time to explore the surrounds. Does this look like a Tunnel. Perhaps not. More like a cave, or is it just an indentation in the cliff. Is that Poldark’s Aidan Turner I see lurking in the shadows, storing contraband in the cave? My mistake, this is not Cornwall, it is Australia. Actually my friends say he is eye candy. I fail to see it myself. Oh dear. Nothing got done.
And this week the suggestion is a typewriter. When I think of the procession of typewriters, word processors and computers whose keyboards I have pounded you would think there would be a photo somewhere but no such luck. But a typewriter usually sits on a desk and this 1963 photo shows a small portion of one of the desks we have had. And no, she never took up smoking.
And coming up for the next three weeks we have hotels, fish and students.
As usual I have the best of intentions.
For others who have no trouble with their intentions consult Sepia Saturday