Friday, April 24, 2015

45,000 Australian Fathers Are Fighting! Will you help. ANZAC DAY 2015

It IS because we hate war and what it does to those who fight and the legacy of pain, anguish and anxiety its bestows on families for generations, that we speak of those who served. We don't glorify war by recognizing their participation we simply state the facts and acknowledge that because of their sacrifice our generation and hopefully generations to come will never have to give of so many sons and daughters that they gave in that first great war World War One.  Lest We Forget? How could we? White Australia was such a young nation still fresh from their original homeland and the allegiance was strong.

According to the Australian War Memorial the requirements in August 1914 for enlistment in the First World War, Australian Imperial Force was 18-35 years, height of 5ft 6 inches and chest measurement of 34 inches.  In 'June 1915 the age range and minimum height requirements were changed to 18–45 years and 5ft 2in, with the minimum height being lowered again to 5ft in April 1917. During the first year of the war approximately 33 percent of all volunteers were rejected. However, with relaxation of physical standards of age and height, as well as dental and ophthalmic fitness, previously ineligible men were now eligible for enlistment'. 

This extension of age enabled my grandfather Charles Winter Clarke, who was forty four and a half years old to enlist at Camberwell, Victoria (not far from where he lived in 13 Bellet Street) in July 1917. He was, surprisingly one of only 255 people from middle class Camberwell who enlisted in the AIF. And I mention this because apparently those from less affluent suburbs like Richmond were more likely to enlist. Given the average age of men who enlisted in WW1 was 23 years old and they were generally single, it appears that Charles was an anomaly because of his age and the fact that he was married with eight children, however, it it perhaps exactly THAT which inspired him to volunteer. There was also a certain amount of pressure on family men with propaganda posters instigated by the Australian Government such as this one, which would have been hard to ignore.
Image of a Australian World War One recruiting poster, courtesy of the Australian War Memorial. (Copyright the A.W.M.)
Or this one, which was to sway public vote in the plebiscite on conscription. Note that unlike other countries Australia did not bring in conscription and all who fought in WW1 were volunteers!
Poster by Norman Lindsay. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Australian_plebiscite,_1916
A scheme has been devised by the Quarter- master-General of the Military Forces, by which farrier-sergeants and shoeing smiths of light horse and artillery units may secure superior training to fit them for their special military duties. He has Issued Instructions that at all camp classes shall be arranged under the direction of veterinary officers, at which demonstrations and lectures shall be given with regard to shoeing, feeding, first aid, and horse management generally. Certificates will be issued by the instructing officers as "students" become qualified. During camps of training the shoeing of horses will be done in the veterinary lines as part of the practical course. (The Sydney Morning Herald, Saturday 28 November, 1914)

After enlisting in the AIF and spending time in the Broadmeadows Training Camp, a few months later in September 1917 Charles requested (indeed begged) to be transferred from the military camp in Broadmeadows to the Light Horse Regiment because, in his words 'there seemed to be more vacancies and more suitable to me as a farrier with a fair veterinary experience'. When Charles came to Melbourne he worked as veterinarian/farrier and demonstrator at Melbourne Veterinary College, 40 Brunswick Street, Fitzroy.

Letter from Charles 1917
E.F. J. Bordeax a veterinary surgeon and lecturer at the college provided a reference so that Charles could be transferred to the 4th Light Horse Regiment.


Letter of Reference 1917
Charles Winter Clarke

Charles Winter Clarke was born in 1873 near Warwick, Queensland and it is more than likely that he learnt his trade as a farrier whilst growing up on a farm. Indeed, men from the farming districts were more heavily represented in the Light Horse and although Charles lived in Camberwell, Victoria his early years were experienced in rural Queensland. Before Charles enlisted he and his wife Catherine had eight children - William, Arthur, Olive, Jessie, Charles, Catherine, Reginald and George. If he had been killed in WW1 I would never have existed because Catherine gave birth to my father David in 1920, followed by Margaret and Agnes, who unfortunately drowned at Elwood beach in 1935 at the tender ages of 13 and 11.


ANZAC day is not only about Gallipoli it's about all Australians who served in all wars and there were many Clarke men including my father David Henry Clarke, who I have mentioned before on this blog who joined up. Click here.
David Henry Clarke
So, this is my homage and my comment on ANZAC day, of course I have written about it before, if you wish to read what I've written click on this link.

Saturday, April 18, 2015

CRAIGIEVAR

CRAIGIEVAR
71 Riversdale Road, Hawthorn
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Julie Clarke & Erin Powell (c) 2015

This research grew out of my son’s desire to know more about a grand old house he lived in with me and his father between 1984 and 1991 that no longer exists. At the beginning of this year he discovered vital early information as well as other key data about the house and its first two owners and then handed the baton onto me to continue the research. Erin's research from Trove's digital newspapers may be found at this link. It was a joyous task undertaking this research because when we lived at 71 Riversdale Road, Hawthorn I had an insatiable appetite for knowledge about the house and its previous occupants. I was too busy at that time (coordinating the Hawthorn Community House, studying part time and undertaking my motherly and wifely duties) to do much about it except speak to Gwen McWillam from the Hawthorn Historical Society. Also, the Internet was in its infancy so was not an available tool that could be readily used for research as it is now.

We have yet to locate a photo of 71 Riversdale Road, Hawthorn that reveals its size and grandeur, but we do have the Melbourne Metropolitan Board of Works map of Craigievar in 1902.  I was hoping that Google Street View would provide an image of the house prior to it being demolished, however it only goes back to 2007 and the student apartments were built on the site in 2006. I contacted Meredith Gould Architects who undertook the Hawthorn Heritage Study, but she reminded me that any photographic negatives she might have of the building were pre-digital and may be difficult and time consuming to locate, after all the study was undertaken in 1992; the house was over one hundred years old, lacked an attractive front garden and was showing its age.

Of course, the most ideal photograph of Craigievar would be just after it was built, with circular path leading to the front door and the lush garden. In my mind’s eye I can see those first residents sitting or standing languidly on the front verandah, the children are playing in the garden, each person wearing what we now call ‘period’ clothing. The sun would be shining gently over Hawthorn and the scene idyllic. However, this notion of perfect is elusive and resides only in our imaginations, as must any narrative we weave about those who lived there. Suffice to say I’ve attempted to stick to the facts and speculate only when necessary. I do hope that readers enjoy inclusion of information about my own family, which hopefully adds to the richness and texture of the investigation.

Craigievar. MMBW Map 1902
THE HUTCHINGS FAMILY ~ THE FIRST OWNERS
Sometime in the late1870s James Hutchings (b. 1822 d. 1884) and his much younger wife Jane Jones (b. 1850 d.1893), daughter of William Jones (d. 1893) built an extensive, single storey Villa with pink, black, brown and cream Hawthorn bricks. The slate roofed villa, called Craigievar (possibly named after the fairytale Craigievar castle in Scotland) situated at 71 Riversdale Road, Hawthorn was impressive with its four bedrooms, dining room, ballroom, two kitchens, bathrooms, servant’s quarters and stables. Here is the only photograph that we have, which shows only one of the three bay windows that jutted out from the front of the house, the timber decorated veranda and motif decorated brickwork.


Erin Powell in front of 71 Riversdale Road, Hawthorn. Photo: Anna Laverick (2000)

James Hutchings who built the Villa was the successful proprietor of the agricultural works T. Robinson and Co Melbourne for over thirty years . Indeed, whilst the fledgling company employed six workers in 1854, by the time James died in 1884, 130 men were ‘constantly engaged in the manufacture of machinery, which had done more than anyone can describe in the advance of agriculture in the Australian colonies.’ Strangely enough a report was made in The Argus from their Ballarat reporter that a protest was made against Messer’s T. Robinson and Co receiving the first prize for steam thrashing plant at the late Spring show because the firm used a steam engine owned by Mr. J. Hickman. I don’t know how the issue was resolved but it serves to show that the business obviously had some fierce competitors.

Between 1870 and 1883 Jane Hutchings gave birth to four children: Isabella, Frederick Hawthorn (1874-1926), Lucy Maud (d. 1894) and Elsie Blanch. Tragically Elsie died in 1883 just prior to her first birthday. She probably died on 15 June 1883 of Typhoid Fever as approximately 12,000 Victorians died of the disease in that year due to the lack of adequate sewerage in the greater Melbourne area. Peel, Zion and Yule explain: ‘The un-sewered city fell prey to regular bouts of typhoid and cholera, diseases which did not differentiate between class or suburbs, and Hawthorn’s sanitary conditions in the mid 1880’s left much to be desired’. (A History of Hawthorn, Victoria Peel, Deborah Zion, Jane Yule, 1993).

It appears rather queer to me thinking about the splendorous contents of the house knowing full well that the dark secret, was that each evening the ‘night man’ would visit homes and empty the privies into an enclosed cart to be dumped; the disposal of urine and excrement into trenches or market gardens or into the Yarra River or occasionally into ‘open gutters on the roadside’ certainly added to the spread of disease in the community. With so many children, her husband absorbed in work and with so much to worry about it’s no wonder that the Hutchings family placed an advertisement in 1880 for ‘a respectable young person for the nursery and a good general servant’.

Apart from work, one imagines that the Hutching’s social life was better than good; having owned a large and lavish house, a Grand as well as a concert piano and no doubt would have enjoyed the entertainment of pianists, singers and fine dances in the ballroom. When we lived there between 1984 and 1991 we had heard about the ballroom but had never seen it as the doors that lead from our half of the large house to the other side had been permanently sealed creating one long dark hallway. The hallway, had what can only be called a ‘cold spot’; there was also one in the lounge room. Our cat Lester would do his best to avoid the cold spots by walking around the areas whenever he was near them. We imagined that there was some sinister occurrence that had instigated such icy zones. But the house was already cold with its high ceilings and wide open fireplaces in the lounge room and both large bedrooms. The people that lived there must have been continually burning wood to keep warm. Erin’s asthma worsened when we moved there so I installed a large gas heater in the lounge room, which made living there for seven Melbourne winters tolerable. Strange phenomena that occurred whilst we lived there included a reel to reel tape playing backwards and Erin’s Tonka crane spinning around. We envisage now that perhaps the toy was moved by the spirit of little Elsie. Since 71 Riversdale Road, Hawthorn was the largest house I’d lived in; we had space to hold soirees and parties with friends, writers and visual poets, namely Raimondo Cortese, Des Cowley, Bruce Dickson Jas Duke, Kris Hemensley, Bernie Janssen, Peter Murphy, Bevan Roberts, Charles Roberts, Jurate Sasnitis, Alex Selenitsch, Pete Spence and Tony Figallo just to name a few, and we delighted in the fact that our visitors were impressed by the house’s previous grandeur.

I know little about the Hutching’s daily lives, however this description may shed some light: ‘Inside the middle-class villas, with their drawing rooms, servant’s quarters and multiple bathrooms, was a desire for privacy and the practice of civility, in which meals were ceremonial affairs and ‘home culture’ usually centered on the piano, part of everyday life’. Also up until the 1950s the middle-class wife didn’t have to leave home to shop, as milk, bread, meat, fruit and vegetables were delivered daily. City stores also delivered orders for purchases. I feel quite ancient writing this particular section because when I was a child I remember the ‘butchers boy’ delivering meat to my grandmother’s place on his bicycle and also remember vividly the bread van coming in the morning, opening its back doors so that we could select which bread we wanted. Of course the milk man was still delivering to houses until 1958.

On the 25 May 1884 at the age of 62, James Hutchings died at his residence (71 Riversdale Road, Hawthorn). Jane Hutchings and her family continued to live at 71 Riversdale Road, Hawthorn and seven years after her husband’s death in December, 1891 she married John Zevenboom (b. 1822 Netherlands) ~ a Dutchman, renowned brush manufacturer and councilor with the Melbourne City Council who conducted his business at 101 Canning Street, North Melbourne. I lived in Canning Street, North Melbourne from 1997 until 2010, and when I was born, my father’s occupation (on my birth certificate) stated that he was a brush maker. 
John Zevenboom SLV Digital Collection.
Zevenboom began his business in 1862 but in 1977 his business closed down for good.John Zevenboom was initiated in 1864 and installed as Master of the Combermere Masonic Lodge in 1869 and was a hard working member of the Melbourne community. Indeed Zevenboom Lane in Melbourne is named after him.  As such, one imagines that Zevenboom’s wealth (his brush making business was the first in the southern hemisphere and his brushes are still sought after collectables) and his connections throughout Melbourne would have made their life most pleasant. However the death of Jane’s youngest daughter in 1883 and the death of her first husband must have played heavily on her emotions.

On the 13 March 1893 (two years after marrying John Zevenboom) Jane Zevenboom died at Craigievar. She was only 43 years old. Strangely enough she died in the same year as her father William Jones.

Later that year, on 14 October 1893 the contents of the house were sold and the wealth of the Hutchings/Zevenboom alliance was indisputable given the list of unique and exquisite objects they possessed, and I name only a portion of them below listed in the auction notice:

Concert and Grand piano.
Beautiful walnut drawing room furnishings in claret satin and brocatelle.
Rich silk plush and tapestry window drapery and embroidered lace curtains.
Inlaid walnut chairs.
Brass and Nickel bedsteads
Ebonized and gold cabinet and walnut tables.
Venetian and Bohemian glass.
Dresden china, very rare crystal.
Massive marble timepiece.
Massive mahogany sideboard.
Leather lounge chairs.
Oil paintings by J. A. Turner and Koek Koek and others.

I was not surprised that when I lived there, and having received a small inheritance from Leonard Massey the man who boarded with my grandmother after WW2 and was considered a surrogate father to us, to be insistent on purchasing a brass queen size bed frame, as, unbeknown to me at that time, the Hutchings family owned brass and nickel bedsteads. I also purchased within the seven year period that I lived there, an antique piano roll cupboard, carved sideboard and an Australian Art Deco dining room table, obviously influenced either by the period of the house (Gwen McWilliam, the then president of the Hawthorn Historical society told me that the house was most probably built in the 1870s and was quite grand) or the Hutchings desire for beautiful things was asserting an influence beyond the grave. Not surprising either, that since horses remained a form of transport right up until WWII and in particular circles it was considered un-lady-like to ride on public transport, the Hutchings family would own their own horses and Pony Phaeton. Notably, it was ‘only the wealthiest ten percent of Melbournians who could afford to buy a carriage’. There is an interesting link between the Hutchings family and one of my ancestors. Frederick Hawthorn Hutchings was in the Light horse Regiment during WWI and so was my grandfather Charles Winter Clarke.

Whilst the Hutchings family owned oil paintings by various artists namely J.A. Turner, the Australian landscape artist and KoekKoek one of the famous Amsterdam artists the most we hung on our walls were our own artworks and in particular a 1970s triptych (drawing of sexual intercourse) by the Melbourne artist Godwin Bradbeer. The triptych was not owned by us, we were simply looking after it for its owner Peter Spence (friend). When I was studying art at RMIT in 1989 Godwin had mentioned in a lecture about his work that he’d ‘lost track’ of the triptych and was absolutely surprised (as were the other students) when I said it was hanging on our wall. He later came to view it. I remember the day so clearly in 1990 because the Gulf War had broken out and I could no longer watch the televised reports of death and injury to women and children.

I remember also when we lived there, that a portion of paint had peeled off near the mantelpiece revealing a tiny fragment of exquisite wallpaper, firing up our imaginations again about what the house may have looked like in the past. Part of the carved fireplace surround and mantelpiece may be seen in the following photograph.

The Hutchings family could afford to cover the large windows with ‘rich silk plush and tapestry window drapery and embroidered lace curtains’, however, when we moved into the house in 1984 the windows remained bare until I ordered some deep pink velvet curtains. Here are two photos of the windows in the large from lounge room prior to the curtains being installed.


The following photograph shows the cut-glass effect on the front door as seen through one of the two doors that lead from the lounge room.
After the sale of 71 Riversdale Road, Hawthorn and its contents John Zevenboom, who was at that time vice-consul to the Netherlands took up residence at 39 Riversdale Road, Hawthorn. It was also an impressive Victorian garden Villa that has since been demolished and like number 71 has been replaced with apartments.

Isabella Hutchings (I can find no birth or death record for her) married Hubert Charles Grist, son of Hubert G. Grist Ashleigh, St. James's Park, Hawthorn at St. Colomb’s Church, Hawthorn in 1886.  In 1890 she gave birth to a son Ashley Roy Grist (b. 1890 d. 1916). During WW1 he was a member of the 5th Australian Infantry Battalion, but died of Tuberculosis in 1916. Tuberculosis and Diarrhea were the two biggest killers of people in Melbourne at that time.   Unlike his nephew Ashley Grist, Frederick Hawthorn Hutchings survived his participation in WW1 in the 13th Light Horse Regiment and the Second Boer War (1899-1902 Victorian Imperial Bushmen Unit) and in 1907 married Annie Macgregor. He lived until he was 52 years old. Lucy Maud Hutchings married John George Coles in 1894 and in 1896 they had a daughter Olive Coles who sadly, only lived for 48 hours. Lucy died that same year.


THE MCBEAN FAMILY ~ THE SECOND OWNERS
The McBean family story begins in Australia when James McBean (b. 1833) immigrates to Australia from Inverness, Scotland and begins a business in Elizabeth Street, Melbourne using the skills he acquired as a watchmaker, jeweler, optician and surgical implement maker in his native town.  His extremely successful business moved to The Block Arcade, Melbourne in 1858 where the shop displayed the most artistic efforts of the gold and silversmith’s art.

Image from the following website:http://www.925-1000.com/forum/viewtopic.php?t=18484&start=35
James McBean’s business did very well, not only because he was an excellent craftsperson, but because the ‘well to do’ of Melbourne would dress in their finest clothes and ‘do The Block’. Meaning, I suppose that they would stroll around the building, look at the shops, purchase items and take tea.  James McBean met and married Susannah Morrison, one of the Irish Famine Orphans, who came from a workhouse in County Antrik. She arrived in Melbourne on the Diadem in 1850 (when she was 15 years old) and was engaged as an apprentice by Jane McSweeney of Lonsdale Street, Melbourne for 12 months at 9 Pounds per annum. Of course, we may only speculate, but it may have been because she worked in bustling Melbourne city that she met James.  I can think of no other reason since Susannah arrived in Australia as a person of poverty with no connections or family and James possessed such wealth. Susannah and James McBean married on 29 December 1856 and had five children. William (1858), John (1860), Maryanne (1861), James Earl and Frederick Charles.  Maryanne McBean married prominent business man James Burston, in Melbourne.  It’s fascinating that they married at Collins Street, Independent Church (now St. Michael’s Uniting Church) where my first marriage was conducted.

However it is to Susannah’s first born William W. McBean (1858-1921) that we are concerned for he married Margaret Lucy Leontine Mortimer (1862-1949) child of John Thomson Mortimer (Aberdeen 1821) and Ann Scolley Gray, and  was employed as a jeweler in his father’s business. Although a hard worker, he was also on the committee of the Melbourne Cricket Club in 1901.

William, who had worked for his father for thirty-two years, took over the business in 1890 when his father retired. Four years later in 1894, William McBean and Margaret Lucy Leontine Mortimer (McBean) purchased Craigievar, 71 Riversdale Road, Hawthorn and I have no doubts at all that James and Susannah would have visited their grandchildren there.

Prior to the purchase of 71 Riversdale Road, Hawthorn Margaret Lucy Leontine Mortimer (known as Lucy and documented as L. M. McBean) had four children: Charles Mortimer (1887-1949), William Harold (1889), Florence Muriel (1890) and Annie Dorothy (1893). After the purchase of the house Lucy had another son: Fred Waydill (1902 - 1984). It must have been wonderful for the children – a seven year old, a five, four, and three year old to have lived in such opulent and spacious surroundings.

On 1 December 1900 a D. Hardie advertised that he had cocker spaniel puppies for sale at 71 Riversdale Road, Hawthorn. He or she may have been a general servant, stable hand, or friend of the family.  I suppose that life was fairly ‘normal’ for this wealthy family who were, like those less well off, touched by war.  In 1915 Charles Mortimer McBean was still listed as living at 71 Riversdale Road, Hawthorn when he was in WWI and was described after the war as being a salesman.  He died at the Alfred Hospital, Melbourne on January 31, 1949. His death is advertised in The Argus. Charles was just one of the five hundred sons ‘given unselfishly by Hawthorn mothers for the war effort’ after the Hawthorn Citizen championed the war cause and reminded residents that the insignia on the Hawthorn coat of arms (a train and the Latin motto: Ex Umbra in Solem) was something of a watchword for the war – ‘out of the darkness into the light’.  In all, 2266 Hawthorn residents enlisted in World War One. Lucy McBean may have been one of the middle class women of Hawthorn who, with the finances to employ home help, could afford to engage full time in fervent patriotism by working for the Red Cross, making up bandages and supplies for the war effort, but that doesn’t mean that she did. I imagine that the McBean family like many Hawthorn families would have decorated the front of their house with an Australian flag to celebrate Armistice.

William Harold McBean, known as ‘Billy’ McBean, played for his school’s (Scotch College) football team and played one year in the Australian Football League in 1909. Florence Muriel McBean (b. 1890) called ‘Muriel’ married Charles Colin Campbell in 1917 and died in that same year. Annie Dorothy McBean (1893) remains elusive. Long after the house was sold Fred Wardill McBean married Ida Beatrice Stewart Oldham in 1939. He died the year that we moved into the house.

Apart from the impact of World War 1, life would have been disrupted for the McBeans in 1916 due to the construction of the tram line down Riversdale Road and the installation of drainage pipes, however, life changed drastically when William McBean died at Craigievar on 17th April 1921, aged 64 years.

The house was sold on October 28, 1922 and the contents were sold in August 1923. The description of the Villa at 71 Riversdale Road, Hawthorn had changed from its original. The ballroom was not mentioned and instead the following is an account of what was considered the layout of the house.

SOLIDLY BUILT BRICK VILLA, slate Roof containing drawing room, dining room, billiard room, four main bedrooms, breakfast room, maid’s room, two kitchens, bathroom and heater, two pantries. Brick stable, coachouse, man’s room, loft. AVB stables and rooms. Two large building allotments (The Argus, Wednesday 11 October, 1922)

Given that a William McBean is listed as residing at 71 Riversdale Road, Hawthorn in 1922 and his father William died in 1921 we may assume that it was William’s son William Harold McBean who was the resident. Margaret Lucy McBean moved to and lived at 41 Stevenson Street, Kew in 1941 until her death.

According to the Sands and McDougall Street Directory (on microfiche at the Boroondara Library) the house remained vacant in 1923 and 1924, however in 1925 a Mrs L. Crawford (possibly Laura Eliza Crawford Edith’s mother) and Norman Forbes Willis, born in 1890 in Prahran, employed as a Clerk in Hawthorn in 1914 and a gunner in WW1 - 3 Divisional Ammunition Column, and 1 to 8 Reinforcements (Jun 1916 - Feb 1917), became residents of the property. Norman may have been a boarder who lived in the Maid’s room or servants quarters.  Mrs. Lousa Crawford continued to be a resident in 1926 and 1927. I can only assume that she bought the house and when she died it was left to Edith.
Ellen Lyons from: http://www.lyons-ryan.org/marong1/Lyons-Hart_Gallery.html
Ellen Lyons lived at 71 Riversdale Road in 1920 even though the McBean’s still lived there, perhaps she was the maid? Her obituary dated 8 September 1930, states that she is ‘late of 71 Riversdale Road, Hawthorn.’

Joanna Lyons, Anita and Kevin. Image from: http://www.lyons-ryan.org/marong1/Lyons-Hart_Gallery.html
I know nothing about her except that she had excellent eye sight and could read without glasses when she was eighty two years old.  Ellen Lyons daughter Johanna Josephine Hart (Babs) (Nee Lyons) was born in Marong in 1876 and married James Hart in 1900 and she is listed in 1930 as residing at 71 Riversdale Road, Hawthorn with her daughter Anita and her son Kevin Hart (1909-2002) who is the grandfather of the current Archbishop of Melbourne, The Reverend Dennis Hart. On 21 October 1930 probate of the Will of Ellen Lyons was granted to Johanna Josephine Hart of 71 Riversdale Road, Hawthorn. Johanna passed away in Hawthorn on 21 January, 1966. The photograph above appears to show 69 Riversdale Road, Hawthorn in the background.

EDITH M. CRAWFORD ~ THE THIRD OWNER
Edith Maria Crawford (1875 - 1970) was born in 1875 in Dergholm (near Casterton), Victoria, Australia to Robert Crawford and Laura Eliza (Horne) Crawford from Tasmania, and was an only child. The Mercury Hobart recorded the marriage between Robert and Laura as April, 1872. Edith died in 1970 in Hawthorn, Australia at 95 years of age.  Edith Maria Crawford's last known residence is at Hawthorn, Australia

From 1928 to 1939 Miss Edith Maria Crawford who was the owner of 71 Riversdale Road, Hawthorn lived at the residence. I consulted the Boroondara Rate Books from 1941-1942 (on microfiche) and Edith M. Crawford is listed as the owner of the property, however there are five other residents in the five flats. She obviously divided the house up in the 1920 when she became the owner. The five residents were:

Flat 1, Kenneth Frank Varley Hudson, radio announcer.
Flat 2, Alice Maud Armstrong.
Flat 3, Raymond Arthur Roberts, traveller.
Flat 4, Norma Gordon Holland and
Flat. 5, Frederick Rosenbaum, draftsman.

I can only surmise that she moved into one half of the house and rented the other half to Johanna Hart and her children Kevin and Anita, or, perhaps they already lived there with their mother Ellen Lyon?

Kenneth Hudson was a radio announcer with 3KZ (See: The Argus, Wednesday 10 September 1952) – article that reads: DON'T be surprised if there are sundry titters from radio announcer Ken Hudson's customers when his
Family Quiz session comes on 3KZ tonight. To say the least, Hudson is going to look slightly out of the ordinary in his full make-up and World War I lieutenant's uniform. Fancy dress? No-he is Playing in "Journey's End" at the Little Theatre, and the curtain goes up 15 minutes after he stops quizzing.

Journey's End gives a glimpse into the experiences of the officers of a British Army infantry company in World War I. The entire story plays out in the officers' dugout over four days from 18 March 1918 to 21 March 1918, during the run-up to the real-life events of Operation Michael. (Wiki)

In 1940, 71 Riversdale Road, Hawthorn is simply listed as ‘flats’ perhaps because a division had been made between one side of the house and the other – Flat 1 and Flat 2. No names were attached to the property at this time. However, an unnamed woman (most probably Edith Crawford) advertised in The Argus in 1943 for a ‘Trustworthy woman over 45 all domestic duties villa flat, one lady, Flat 1, 71 Riversdale Road’.  And ‘Gordon’ was listed alongside the address 71 Riversdale Road, Hawthorn under a for rent advertisement.

Each of the doors at 71 Riversdale had large keyholes below the handles and small plaques with numbers upon them suggesting that at some stage that it was a boarding house with residents being able to find some privacy by locking their bedroom door.

In 1951 Edith Crawford’s name appears again next to the 71 Riversdale listing in the Sands and McDougall Street Directory (on microfiche at the Boroondara City Library) and remained there until 1963. She was the person whose name is associated with the house (1928-1962). Given that she died in 1970 there must have been at least one more owner of the property.

In 1973 Daphne Olga Gonsalvez, school teacher at Hawthorn Primary School, lived at Flat 2/71 Riversdale Road, Hawthorn. She died in 2014. 

Between 1984 and 1991 the Powell family – myself, Erin Powell and David Powell lived at Flat 2, 71 Riversdale Road, Hawthorn.

 
I feel confident to assume that there were many residents of 71 Riversdale Road, Hawthorn before we lived there and after we lived there. 71 Riversdale Road, Hawthorn was demolished to make way for contemporary student accommodation in 2006.

This document will be lodged with the Boroondara Historical Society and it will contain vital links to the information provided here.








 

Friday, April 10, 2015

Graphite and pastel drawings of a 1940s suitcase

A couple of weeks before Easter I did these drawings of a 1940s cardboard suitcase. Half of the drawings are in pastel, the other half with graphite. All are on A1 size, Arches (France) 100% cotton rag.

Saturday, March 28, 2015

MELBOURNE SAYS FAREWELL TO MALCOLM FRASER

Like hundreds of Melbournians I braved the cold yesterday to attend and take photos before and after the State Funeral of Malcolm Fraser held at Scot's Church in Collins Street (for family, friends and politicians) and with live feed on four large screens at at St. Michael's Church (opposite) for the general public. I felt sorry for the journalists, camera operators and others who had to stand out in the cold waiting to get that one great photo and admired those from the Vietnamese community who held their Rest in Peace banner from 10am to after the funeral ended at around 12.30pm. In an otherwise quiet and solemn day the only spectacle was the casket covered with an Australian flag and white flowers.  It was a beautiful service and I was happy to be one of many to sign the condolences book for the family. I simply wrote Respect and Admiration.

Live feed inside St. Michael's. Photo: Julie Clarke (c) 2015
 


Tammy Fraser coming out of Scot's Church. Photo: Julie Clarke (c) 2015
Tammy Fraser and family. Photo: Julie Clarke (c) 2015

Tanya Plibersek and The Honorable Daniel Andrews. Photo: Julie Clarke (c) 2015
Christine Milne. Photo: Julie Clarke (c) 2015
Julie Bishop (sorry, all a bit of a blur). Photo: Julie Clarke (c) 2015

Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Blowing a raspberry.

I guess this is tit for tat, with a raspberry thrown in (I really should stop poking my tongue out when someone tries to take my photo). The photo below was taken by Herbert Eckhardt as 'payback' for me taking a photograph of him last week, same place, coffee shop in Swan Street, Richmond.

Monday, March 23, 2015

Herbert talking to TF

It's been ages since I wrote anything on this blog. I've been busy helping my son research a now extinct property - Craigievar, 71 Riversdale Road, Hawthorn where we lived from 1984-1991. We've been trying to find a photograph of a grand old house that no longer exists, but I've been more interested in finding out about the original residents, James and Jane Hutchings. I've also found it a little difficult doing anything on a computer of late and thankfully my new reading glasses will be ready today. I've been doing my usual gymnasium sessions, walking and, of course, taking photographs. I've also completed eight pastel and graphite drawings of a 1940s cardboard weekend suitcase that I'd recently purchased.  Here's a photograph I took last week in Swan Street. Herbert (a friend of Tony Figallo) outside a coffee shop.

Herbert, Swan St. Richmond. Photo: Julie Clarke (c) 2015


Thursday, March 12, 2015

MIRKA MORA

I had the pleasure this morning of walking from Swan to Tanner Street with that petite French/Australian artist Mirka Mora where her recent paintings are on show at William Mora Galleries, 60 Tanner Street, Richmond. I first met Mirka when she ran a doll-making workshop at the Hawthorn Community House in the mid 1980s (of course, I have seen her from a distance during that time). I couldn't believe that this sprite, gorgeous lady, who still throws in a little of the French language amongst English when she speaks, turns 87 years old next week - talk about the epitome of  the phrase I have been using of late - There's life in the old girl yet.  I was absolutely delighted to be in her company and see her recent paintings, which sport her trademark symbols. I wish I had my camera with me, but I didn't. I'm hoping for an opportunity to photograph her in the future.

Tuesday, March 10, 2015

There's life in the old girl yet! #2

I took this self-portrait in Citizen's Park, Richmond yesterday afternoon. I didn't like the look of the cars in the background so replaced them with more greenery.
There's life in the old girl yet! #2.    Julie Clarke (2015)