Friday, 1 January 1999

January 1999

A new address, 31 Cooks Crescent, right on the cliff overlooking Nun's (or Stinky's -depending who you are / what era you came to Rosedale) Beach. We spent most of our time on Nun's as the prevailing winds and conditions favoured it this year.

On the deck looking over Nun's:

View of Nun's Beach from the house:
View of Nun's Beach from the house:
Rock collecting between Nun's beach and Rosedale:
Evening beach cricket on Nun's:
Catching some zzzzzz's:
Abearssynia:
Looking towards the house from Tranquil Bay:
Looking towards Guerilla Bay from the house:

We were joined by Jenny and Clive, Caitlyn and Jaime. The kids played in Saltwater Creek (the lagoon) at Rosedale Beach:



and on Nun's Beach:










Throwing rocks at Tranquil Bay:



Tranquil Bay:








Thursday, 1 January 1998

January 1998

We moved on from 15 Tranquil Bay Place - either we outgrew it, or the owners wanted to use it. Anyway, we found a place further up the hill (further from the beach!) - a very strange place, with bats in the garage, a goanna out the back, and a snakey track to the beach! And Frank gave Ben some face paint for Christmas!



Wednesday, 1 January 1997

January 1997

Surfing at Boatshed Beach, Rosedale:

Beach crisket:
Digging and then bridging:
Nola and Ben at Boatshed Beach:
Nola and Rod:
More sand castles:
Day trip to Narooma:


Mossy Point, with its calm water in Candlagan Creek was popular:

Sleeping at Mossy Point:
Ice creams at Mossy Point:



This was the third year we stayed at 15 Tranquil Bay Place.
"Surfing" on the deck:

Jam session on the deck. This was the year Ben was a HUGE Wiggles fan:






Monday, 1 January 1996

January 1996 - a lot of digging!

Ben is now turning two, and not keen on going in the water. But he's a master of digging.

At Congo Beach:


and at Rosedale:


Sunday, 1 January 1995

January 1995




Piero and I were overseas from September 1989 to July 1993, so missed holidays at Rosedale January 1990, 1991, 1992 and 1993. Nola and Frank mainly kept the Rosedale Spirit alive, with various others from time to time. All the while they stayed at 27 Miller Avenue.
In January 1994 I was about 6.5 months pregnant, when I got very ill. The result was a mad dash back to Sydney, and the birth of Ben.
In Dec 1994 - Jan 1995, it was time to go back to Rosedale. We stayed at Miller Avenue for a week, before we realised it was difficult with a young baby and the number of people. There were quite a number of centipedes in the house as well. The estate agent helped us find a new place, and so we settled into 15 Tranquil Bay Place, where Ben , now 12 months old, learned to crawl up stairs to the loft bedroom, and pull himself up onto his feet and take his first steps.

Saturday, 1 January 1994

January 1994

"Boatshed Beach", North Rosedale:

Around the headland at North Roseale, there's a great incision - we call it the "pirate cave":
Piero, Rosedale Beach:

Looking towards South Rosedale:

Magpie visitor:

Guerilla Bay, south of Rosedale:

Sally reading:
Struggling with the shade thingy. Always more trouble than they're worth:
1994 was a bad bushfire year. Here's the aftermath of one at Mossy Point:


Burned trees behins an untouched cycad (Budawang 'palm')


And Sally, getting sicker and sicker, with the disease called pre-eclampsia (though she didn;t know it at the time). This resulted in a dash back to Sydney and the early appearance - 11 weeks early - of Ben!
Trying in vain to get my swollen hands and feet to settle down. It was this swelling, as well as, eventually, nausea, which tipped me off that something was wrong. There was a mere paragraph in a pregnancy book which mentioned that swollen hands and face, and ankles which didn't go down after being up, weren't exactly the norm!
Puffed up in pregnancy:

On a trip to Congo on about Jan 19, I felt really ill. Next day we rushed back to Sydney, and the day after that, Ben was born.







Sunday, 1 January 1989

January 1989


Rosedale Beach looking south from Boatshed Beach. Note that the entrance to the lagoon is open.
Piero (check those short shorts!), Nola and Frank on the rocks at North Rosedale. We were all so skinny then!
Piero and me.