Implants

After my Kimberley adventure in May, it was time for serious stuff in June:

Flu jab (tick)

Second Astra Zeneca (tick)

Two dental implants (tick).

Today was the third:

It was a long procedure, more than an hour, and the thought of what was being done was a bit scary. The dentist, his nurse and myself were all done up in full protective gear as for an operation. To take my mind off it, there were videos showing on the ceiling TV of Koh Samui, Iceland and African wildlife. I haven’t been to any of those places and would have liked a Camino film if I had the choice.

So I’ve now got to wait 4 months for the crowns to be put on. The bone will grow around the screw in the meantime. Too much information?

Actually the worst part was the eye-watering bill at the end of it!  I think I need to lie down.

Lunch in the Valley

Today is E’s birthday. She was born in England on the longest day and now celebrates in Australia on the shortest day. I think it’s been the coldest day so far at only 14 degrees with a freezing wind from the south.

Yesterday we had booked lunch at the Black Swan Restaurant, a highly rated place in the Swan Valley. It had been raining for about 24 hours, so we expected it to be rather quiet on such a miserable day. Not so: the car park was full when we arrived at 12.30 and inside it was buzzing.

On a nice day, you can sit on the terrace with a view of the vines.

We dined well inside. We ordered a grazing plate for starters. Then C and I indulged in a goat curry, whilst E ordered squid:

I enjoyed a glass of Bordeaux-style red:

A large Poinsettia was in flower outside, as big as those in Nepal.

Happy Birthday to “the best Grandaughter”!

Tranby House

This is one of the earliest buildings erected in Perth which is still standing today. It is now owned by the National Trust, who insist on calling it Peninsula Farm: more on this later. The Nats Club organised a riverbank walk and a visit to the house today, which was really interesting and exceeded all expectations. Not many people came, because of the uncertain weather forecast, but this turned out entirely wrong and it was a beautiful day.

This photo shows a stretch of samphire which is being restored and cleared of weeds. On the horizon can be seen the apartments where I live, but on the other side of the river:

Some people had much better zoom cameras and could photograph many of these birds.





I still like my iPhone because it is small and light.

At Tranby House we had to wait for the volunteers to open it up at 12.30 pm. The “pop-up” Tea Rooms had not popped up unfortunately but I had prepared for all eventualities! 

The photo shows the long thin farmhouse with its shady verandas. The original shingle roof had been replaced in the preservation works. It was built in 1839 by Joseph Hardy, an early settler from Lincolnshire. He came with a group of Methodists who chartered their own boat Tranby, with the intention of spreading their religion in the newly created Swan River Colony. At that time, land was given to the early settlers in proportion to the amount of cargo they brought with them from England. Indentured labourers and servants also merited additional acres. 

The Hardey Family also owned a second property on the Peninsula Farm, but Tranby House was the largest. More property was acquired inland, in York. The guide who took us around was full of information, more than we could absorb in one go. I just took photos as I listened to her:

The sideboard in the above photo was made by convict labour in Fremantle. Originally, the Swan River Colony had no convicts, only free settlers, but the severe shortage of labour led them to ask the British Government to send them some to help built infrastructure such as roads. At first, Tranby House relied on river transport to and from Perth.

Unlike other settlers, Hardey had studied warm climate agriculture and knew what to plant. He was successful with olives and vines, among other things, and some of his trees still remain around the property:

The following photo shows a section of the roof shingles which have been preserved in a workshop area:

In the laundry area, we were amused by some ladies undergarments hanging up to dry:



There is a large cellar for food storage, now prone to damp when the river is high:

We couldn’t go down as the steps are thought to be unsafe. The same applied to the stairs going to the upper floor from the kitchen, since there is no handrail:

Much more information here