My place in time #85 - Where I was at 11:11 am
I've been meaning for so long to take the kids to the local museum. It's usually one of those things that locals just don't do.
Summer wasn't happy though. She didn't want to climb up on the train because "it might take off", and she was scared to go in any of the buildings. Fair enough they were dark (we had to turn the lights on our self), and it was full of old stuff. Maybe she sensed more 'old stuff" in there than we did. We went through a lot quicker, and it took a lot of convincing and patience. I would have loved to have a closer look.
Kicking myself I didn't take any photos in the Geltwood room. The things salvaged from the 1876 shipwreck are just amazingly beautiful in their fragility and ornateness.
To the credit of the museum it has an awesome collection of horse drawn wagons, buggies and carts in superb condition. Fab to see how people and businesses got around in the olden days.
|Whaling equipment from Beachport, for rendering down blubber and a whale bone.|
|John was my great-great grandad.|
|Now here's a vehicle to be seen dead in.|
|Check those patterned pants (22) from 1932! They'd sell like hotcakes today. I want a pair!|
|The silk taffeta on the left was made for and worn by Maggie Tabberer in 1982. WTF 1982?!|
|Husband was mentioning he'd like to get a dishwasher. Me being me, I said "I don't need a dishwasher!". Bit like the owner of this kitchen saying "I don't need an electric oven".....|
|Creepy but interesting. Some of these dolls are over 100 years old. Doo Doo, Doo Doo.|
The Christmas tree competition entries were still on display in the tourist centre, so we checked them out too. This first one is my favourite and pretty well sums up my silly season, but with cheaper wine.