by Peter Carseldine | Dec 14, 2020 | Fairfield, Family Memoir
Variations in the Weather as I can Remember. Originally written by Percy James Carseldine about 1962 My first recollection of note was in November 1897 when we experienced a terrific thunderstorm which broke about four o’clock in the afternoon. We had just got home...
by Peter Carseldine | Dec 12, 2020 | Family Memoir
Grandma Memoir by: Andrew Joseph (Joe) Carseldine (Grandson, April 1914-July 2011) Sarah Agnes Carseldine nee: Protheroe (13-3-1856 to 16-8-1929) My grandparents. Joseph and Sarah Agnes Carseldine (nee Protheroe) lived at `Fairfield’, Bald Hills, the...
by Peter Carseldine | Dec 12, 2020 | Family Memoir
P. J. Carseldine’s Milk Run. Authors: Hugh & Joe Carseldine. (Sons) In 1920 Percy James Carseldine took over the family farm at Bald Hills which had been established by his grandfather, William Carseldine in 1858. It was one of the first pieces of land...
by Peter Carseldine | Jun 24, 2019 | Poetry
Tink, tink, tink Forest dense, Canopy of green. Leaf littered floor Tink, tink, tink. Stifling heat, Oppressive humidity, Blue haze rising. Tink, tink, tink. Elusive creature, Never seen, A fleeting glimpse? Tink, tink, tink. Storm clouds gather, Thunder rumbles,...
by Peter Carseldine | Jun 24, 2019 | Short Stories
I collect faces, interesting faces, real faces that are alive. One face among my collection I based my heroine on, Pamela Rodriguez. I would recognise that face anywhere. It was raining when I arrived at the train station in Singapore. I grabbed my bag out of the...
