Today's guest post for Queensland Week is from Holly at Simplify.Create.Inspire.
When I was 4 years and 11 months old, my family
moved to Queensland. The year was 1988. Before that time we were living in the
small town of Portland, Victoria, towards the end of the great ocean home and
the place of the first convict settlement in Victoria. Looking back, it was a
place filled with some fairly unique history.
While I was too young to remember it clearly, I
have flashing memories of our big trip to Queensland. We travelled up in 2 cars.
One was blue and the other brown. One may have been a Valiant Charger...
still Dad's favourite model of car. One of the cars also had a trailer attached.
We had CV radios connecting us (mum, dad, my brother and I) to my sister and her
boyfriend in the other car.
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I remember going down Cunningham Gap as we
neared Queensland and having mum say it was a bit 'hairy' and asking her how on
earth the road could be hairy? What she actually meant was "This is really
freaking scary as our breaks have failed and a truckie just said over the CV
radio that his mate crashed over the edge last week and died". Glad I was
too young to remember that part of the trip.
We lived with my mum's older brother and family
for about a month or so. We lived in the big shed, while my sister and boyfriend
lived in a caravan. I remember waking up for my first day of school in that
shed, in my bed, unable to open my eyes as I had conjunctivitis and missed
around a week of the start of grade 1.
Soon after starting primary school in Queensland
we moved into our own home. An old Queenslander style double story house. I
loved that it had a massive front veranda that I could play on and a window that
opened from my playroom onto the veranda. Crime wasn't really an issue back then
compared to now.
We had an above ground pool installed in the
backyard soon after we moved in. We spent so much time in that pool since the
weather was hot enough for it. So much fun! I had a swing set and trampoline
too.
3 years later we moved house again. Another old
Queenslander, this time with a massive inground swimming pool and 1/4 acre
block. So much of my summer was spent outside. I loved the summer weather and
being able to get up and go straight for a swim in the morning, then lay in the
sun reading a book for hours. That probably explains all the freckles I have
now. Red hair and tanning isn't such a great combination.
I am now 31. I've lived in Queensland since I was almost 5 years old. I feel like a Queenslander... not a Victorian. I am a
hot weather loving, sunshine-type of gal. While I don't necessarily need the
beach nearby, I love being able to spend my days outside in the sun or get away
with shorts and t-shirt most of the year. Winters in Queensland are mild, just
the way I prefer it. Victorian winters can be awful!
Although if you ask me who I support in the
state of origin... I will gladly tell you neither... as I am a Victorian, but in
actual fact it's because I simply hate football! But if you ask me where I'm
from... Queensland comes to mind first these days.
Don't get me wrong... I still love visiting my
home state and seeing relatives and reminiscing. But I belong here in
Queensland. This is my home!
I’m Holly. Aussie mum of one, part time professional, small time small business owner, life long student, travel addict, amateur photographer & DIY-er. I have a lot for all things creative and am on a journey to turn my creative mess into life simplified, all while trying to survive the work life balance and have a whole lot of fun along the way. Facebook | twitter | pinterest
The early years certainly are important, but where we spend our PRIME is where we call home. For me, that was Michigan but now I am quite happy here in the south of the US, Georgia. I will always be a MI girl, though.
ReplyDeleteGreat fun reminiscing with you! Thanks for this post. :)
Very enjoyable glimpses into life in another part of the world - I so envy you those mild days and sunny verandas!
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