Edmund Lee is an author, entrepreneur, social media strategist, and speaker.
Sunday, July 23, 2017
Bexley is located 14 kilometres south of the Sydney central business district. It is part of the St George re and, formerly located within Rockdale and Canterbury Council areas, it is now part of the local government area of Bayside, being the merged councils of Rockdale and Botany Bay.
In 1812 one Thomas Sylvester was granted land in the area of what is now Bexley and upon which he established a farm. It became known, not unsurprisingly, as Sylvester’s Farm. Yen years later he sold his farm to a young Englishman named James Chandler, who was granted a further 485 hectares/1.200 acres of high land in its virgin state. It stretched from what is now Bexley North to Rockdale and Kogarah. Chandler named the area after his birthplace, Bexley in the south-east of London.
- Chandler became known locally as the Squire of Bexley.
- Chandler’s estate was heavily timbered. A track through the centre of the estate, used by timber-getters, is today called Forest Road, the main road in Bexley and the location of the commercial area.
- Queen Victoria Street, Gladstone Street and Beaconsfield Street commemorate the British Queen and two of her prime ministers.
- Chandler sold his land in 1836 to Charles Thompson, unhappy that his landholding had attracted bushrangers, escaped convicts and other odd types. Thompson subsequently sold the land to Charles Tindell, who began subdividing the land by 1856 for home sites. An upsurge in development began after the railway line to Hurstville was opened in 1884
Forest Road, Bexley 1951
Bexley School, 1914
Original Bexley Public School, 1892
Arncliffe to Bexley steam tram, date unknown
A Forest Road view today
Bickley Vale is a rural locality located 54 kilometres west from Sydney and 2 kilometres west of Camden, is part of the Camden area and, to be honest, I hadn’t heard of it until now. It was assigned the status of a suburb in October 1991.
The name Bickley Vale was taken from the property owned by the Sidman family, and later became the name of their residence at 69 John Street in Camden. It was demolished in 1984 for the erection of the Camden Senior Citizens Centre. Prior to 1952 the Sidman family owned the newspapers that have today evolved into the local newspaper the Advertiser.
- Bickley Vale is located within an area of land granted by Governor Brisbane to John Macarthur, soldier, entrepreneur and pastoralist. This 1823 grant consisted of 2,023 hectares/5,000 acres and adjoined Macarthur’s Camden Park Estate, which had been granted in 1805. It was here that Macarthur established his flourishing wool, wine and wheat industries, founding the Australian wool industry and giving rise to the identification of the area as ‘The Birthplace of the Nation’s Wealth’ as suggested on the Camden sign on Camden Valley Way.
- In 1885, 1,500 hectares/3,600 acres of Camden Park Estate was subdivided into small farms of up to 53 hectares/130 acres each.
- Bickley Vale is the only location in the Camden municipality to remain virtually untouched by residential development, with only a handful of occupied dwellings. Much natural forest and many wooded areas remain.
- Another notable fact: friends and Byters Steve M and Diane M reside in the area, in a locality named Razorback, population 1,082 (census 2016). Razorback is the name used to describe the mountain range since the earliest days of the colony but there is no definite explanation for the origin. It has been suggested that it looks sharp-edged and flat-topped, like the edge of a razor but it might equally be named after wild pigs. (Apparently the term “razorback”, also used in the US for pigs, refers to domestic pigs which have escaped into the wild and the offspring thereof, not to native pigs.)
A house on Burragorang Road, Bickley Vale,
Dowles Lane, Bickley Vale
Bidwill is located 48 kilometres west of the Sydney central business district, in the local government area of the City of Blacktown.
Bidwill is named after John Carne Bidwill (1815-1853) appointed as botanist in charge at the Botanic Gardens in 1847.
Bidwill was dominated by the development of public housing in the 1960s and 1970s. In recent times, Bidwill has been associated with social and economic problems. These have resulted in an increase of crime and such trouble as riots.
Bidwill is primarily a residential suburb with extremely limited commercial activity. It is quite close to the suburbs of Mount Druitt and St Marys, which have larger shopping centres, banking facilities and railway stations.
Limited commercial facilities such as supermarkets and service stations are available at Emerton and Plumpton rather than in Bidwill itself. A small supermarket complex existed at Bidwill in the 1990s, but failed due to competition from larger facilities nearby. There have been ongoing attempts to reopen the shopping complex.c
According to the 2011 census of Population, there were 4,588 residents in Bidwill. 72.7% of people were born in Australia. The most common other countries of birth were New Zealand 4.1%, Samoa 2.7%, England 1.8%, Philippines 1.1% and Fiji 0.8%.
Housing is very heavily dominated by public housing built throughout the 1960s and 1970s, with large numbers of freestanding fibro houses and extensive terrace-style complexes. The houses are gradually transferring to private ownership and as this continues these government-built premises are being replaced with privately built, modern homes, similar to those being built in other areas of Sydney.
Most local housing is owned by either the Department of Housing or Aboriginal Housing Office.
Bidwill shopping complex, opened in 2009, remains closed despite government attempts to have it reopen.
Saturday, July 22, 2017
Friday, July 21, 2017
Another Friday, time for all of us to enjoy the weekend.
Well, not exactly “all”.
For those who have enquired as to Kate’s health, she remains in pain and is off to the Fracture Clinic at RPA today for further x rays to see if the bone is beginning to knit or whether she will need pins.
Speaking of knitting . . .
Kate is getting tired of trying to sleep upright in a chair and of being unable to perform even basic tasks. It’s another example of not valuing something until you lose it. I try to keep her spirits up by giving her little bits of wisdom and encouragement, saying things such as “There are plenty in Rookwood that would change places with ya” and . . .
She must be in a lot of discomfort because the things I say don't seem to help.
(For overseas readers, Rookwood Cemetery, located 17 kilometres west off Sydney’s CBD, is the largest cemetery in the southern hemisphere.
Enjoy Funny Friday readers.
Caution: some risque items included.
The reference to “all but one” reminds me of a poem I posted some years ago that is worth a second posting, especially on Funny Friday . . .
Oft I recall my youth's first splendour
With joyous life just begun,
When all my limbs were soft and tender,
Did I say all?....Well, all but one.
But now the winds of age blow frigid,
The halcyon days of youth have gone
And all my limbs are stiff and rigid...
Did I say all?....Well, all but one!
Graham E sent me a stickman link that is worth visiting, Click on the link below and follow the prompts . . .
You can also find some more at:
Is not the term ”Stickman” politically incorrect?
Some stickman humour:
And a few husband/wife jokes to finish . . .
Bill’s second anniversary was coming up and if there was one thing that got his wife Suzy upset, it was not getting a thoughtful gift on a special occasion. Bill quizzed all his friends, co workers, clients and anyone he happened to bump into, as to what would be a good anniversary present. He finally settled on a huge bouquet of flowers. Not willing to trust himself to pick out the right flowers, Bill called up a local flower shop with strict instructions to deliver the biggest most beautiful bouquet of flowers first thing in the morning with the following note “Happy Anniversary Year Number Two!”
The morning of the anniversary Bill made sure Suzy would be the one to answer the door as he waited anxiously in the other room.
“WHAT THE HELL IS THIS ALL ABOUT?!” hollered Suzie angrily, holding up his well thought out note, “Happy Anniversary You’re Number Two!”
A wife was sitting peacefully in her cozy armchair sewing her husband’s socks. Her husband came in to the room and glanced at what she was doing and started badgering, “HONEY be more careful! PLEASE WATCH WHAT YOU ARE DOING! You don’t wan’t to poke YOUR finger! HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU! Don’t look up when YOUR’E SEWING! There you go now slow and steady, nice even stitches.
The wife puts down the needle and thread, looks up at her husband, and says, “What the hell is wrong with you? Do you know how many times I’ve sewn socks before?!
“EXACTLY THE POINT I WAS TRYING TO GET AT”, hollered the husband, “DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY TIMES I’VE DRIVEN A CAR BEFORE!?
A couple drove down a country road for several miles, not saying a word.
An earlier discussion had led to an argument and neither of them wanted to concede their position.
As they passed a barnyard of mules, goats and pigs, the husband asked sarcastically,
"Relatives of yours?"
"Yep," the wife replied, "in-laws."
A loving couple was celebrating their 25th wedding anniversary, privately, at home with a couple of bottles of champagne.
A bit tipsy and feeling very intimate the husband turns to his wife and asks, "Tell me truthfully, have you ever been unfaithful to me?"
"Well," she replied, "since you ask, to tell you the truth I have been unfaithful on three occasions."
"What? How could you?"
"Let me tell you about it," she said. "The first time was back when we were first married.
You needed open heart surgery and we didn't have the money, so I went to bed with the surgeon and got him to operate for free."
"Gee! That was noble of you. And, besides, I guess I should be grateful.
But, tell me, what about the second time?"
"Do you remember that you wanted a promotion and they were going to pass you over for someone else? Well, I went to bed with the President and the Vice President and they gave you the job."
"Hell, I think I could have done it on my own. But, then again, I guess I should be grateful.
And so, what about the third time?"
"Do you remember two years ago when you wanted to become President of the Bowling Club and you were short 53 votes...?"
A man is talking to the family doctor, "Doc, I think my wife’s going deaf."
The doctor answers, "Well, here’s something you can try on her to test her hearing. Stand some distance away from her and ask her a question. If she doesn’t answer, move a little closer and ask again. Keep repeating this until she answers. Then you’ll be able to tell just how hard of hearing she really is."
The man goes home and tries it out.
He walks in the door and says, "Honey, what’s for dinner?"
He doesn’t hear an answer, so he moves closer to her.
"Honey, what’s for dinner?"
Still no answer.
He repeats this several times, until he’s standing just a few feet away from her.
Finally, she answers,
"For the eleventh time, I said we’re having MEATLOAF!"
A little boy says, ‘Dad, I’ve heard that in some parts of Africa a man doesn’t know his wife until he marries her.’ ‘Son,’ says the dad, ‘That happens everywhere.’
Two scientists walk into a bar. The first scientist said “I’ll have some H2O.” The second scientists said “I’ll have some H2O too.” The second scientist died.