What To Do On A Chilly Day In Winton
Trip Start May 09, 2013
41Trip End Jul 01, 2013
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Where I stayed
Carpark Gregory Hotel
What I did
Waltzing Matilda Centre
Bloody Hell the sun is hardly up, there's a wind factor of minus 1, and out in the car park is our lovely cabaret star Helen, only now she is wearing her car parking attendant outfit and before I've downed my second cup of coffee she's already guided in 3 early morning travellers. The woman is a legend. For the next 3 months she will be in sole control of the parking lot and earn her keep drumming up business for the Hotel Gregory and drumming up a little bit of business on the side for herself promoting and selling her self produced CD's, of which she has many.
As for the song Waltzing Matilda, it has always held a special place in my heart. I lived almost 30 yrs abroad and whenever that song was played, it never failed to bring me to tears, it meant home to me, it meant Australia. I can fully understand how the young men who volunteered to fight for their country abroad in two world wars, most of them from country towns just like Winton, felt when they sang Waltzing Matilda, it was a song that bonded them like no other song could do.
Christina Mcpherson first heard the tune performed as a marching song. Her re-arrangement and Banjo Pattersons words are what has become the most recorded song in history over 500 recordings have been listed
To-night Fred and I have cooked a roast pork in the campoven. To accompany that we have made apple sauce, stuffing, and pork crackling to kill for. Mrs Sellers has done the roast vegetables. Porklicious, well done everyone.
Almost forgot to mention after lunch we biked over to take a look at the musical fence, great day out for the tone deaf, you can bang away to your hearts content on all sorts of scrap metal
I was about to try my hand for the second time at playing Waltzing Matilda on the musical fence when I was put off by a little old lady wearing very very very pink leggings who started belting the wire fence with a length of lead pipe. How rude! Whilst I'd been engrossed in trying to memorise the sequence of numbers, a mini van had pulled up, and out got some old peeps from the local Twilight Home for the Bewildered, rude Mrs very pink leggings being one of them. They stayed about 10 minutes hit the shit out of everything then left, must have been time for afternoon tea.So endeth another interesting day, tomorrow we go in search of dinosaurs.