Though I’d packed to spend the night out at Wondabyne, I didn’t end up needing to. I tried digging under the house for a bit longer, and gave up when I encountered a rock I couldn’t shift without a tool stronger than my hands or a stick.
Telling the house I’d be back, I covered over the place I’d been digging with a natural-looking cover of detritus, packed up compass and flashlight, and headed back to the train tracks.
I wouldn’t be able to return until the next weekend, but the house, the compass, and the unknowable history of them didn’t leave my mind for even a day that week.
I found myself searching something new that week. The genealogy website was meant for you to build your own family tree. But it was the Combs’s I was more interested in.
Not having much more than a common surname to go off of, I found a lot of stuff, none of it useful. Perhaps because they’d just used the blue house as a weekend place, no Combs was listed as residing in Wondabyne, no matter how many years of electoral rolls I scanned through. And, as the blue house had no street address, I couldn’t even find it as its own entity. “Blue house, Wondabyne” wasn’t a useful search term.
What I did find, though, was a Neil on those electoral rolls. It seems there’s only one “Neil” in the small population of Wondabyne, and his surname is Bronson.
Neil, from what I can tell, did live in Sydney for a time. When his father died about three decades ago, he moved back to their house in Wondabyne – where he’d grown up.
It appears his family has lived there, on the shore of Mullet Creek, for a long time. I found the Bronsons going back a good few generations. And even found, me curious as ever, some Samuels that had lived over the river there – descendants, I assumed, of Louis Samuel, the man who’d started Wondabyne Quarry. From what I can tell, though Louis Samuel was the contactor who’d set the quarry up, he’d died before it’d really gotten going, and none of his descendants inherited it – possibly because I don’t think, for all he’d located and planned the quarry there, Louis Samuel had owned it.
When the weekend finally rolled around, I packed up as I had last time, added the trowel I’d bought to my bag, and wrapped my new extendable spade i
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We should not define ourselves by our political leanings. We should define ourselves by:
- The outcomes that we want to see happen.
- The methods we can agree on to get there.
Seeing poll after poll about whether or not you self describe as liberal, libertarian, centrist, (nationalist? Really?), not only sends us back to the tribalism we want to overcome, they're ineffective. Most people don't understand the distinctions between labels well enough to understand what they're saying. Politics are too complicated for any one label to really apply to a given individual. That's the point. We all have different ideologies, but what we want is one in the same. A better America, not ruled by the 1% sustaining a duopoly for it's own benefit.
Hi friends!
Big Miyazaki fan here, just wanted your opinion. I love the Golden Compass series by Philip Pullman, and I’ve always thought it’d be a success if it was first an animated film, but second in Miyazaki’s style.
What do you think? Could it work?
Answer: A, Bryant v. Compass Grp. USA, Inc.
Sooo...I just don't use this setup as much as I would have hoped and feel guilty that it's just sitting here unused. All items have been owned for just a few months and are in Like New condition. I don't believe I have the box for the RE20 (there was nothing special about it) but it still comes with the hardshell case and 5/8" adapter.
Electro-Voice RE20 (Blk) - $375 SOLD, $350
GoXLR Mini - $180 SOLD
Cloudlifter CL-1 - $120 SOLD
Blue Compass - $70 NO LONGER FOR SALE
10' Mogami Gold Studio cable - $45 SOLD
2' Mogami Gold Studio cable - $25 SOLD
Im sure they are being accommodating. For now. But at some point they gotta tell him he's gotta go back no? You have any idea how much that amount of square footage in the heart of Manhattan costs? Wouldn't surprise me if the rent was 25 grand or more a month for Howards studio. Keeping it vacant for years is just not good business for Sirius. You think they put their foot down and make him come back?
Years ago i got 2 small plastic compass like toys/novelty items out of a Christmas cracker (if you don't know what that is, basically the cracker contains usually a cheap low cost toy/novelty item which is sometimes nostalgic). These things looked like two small compasses. However instead of pointing north or whatever they always pointed toward each other.
Not the slightest clue how this worked there didn't seem to be a whole lot to them very thin flimsy plastic, and the usual cheap compass components, needle etc.
Does anyone know what these are called?
I can find an example that has 15 foods, but there are many more.
https://now.tufts.edu/news-releases/ranking-healthfulness-foods-first-worst
thanks
Hey all. I wanted to ask your opinion on ergonomics, and how you arrange your equipment. I was hoping to start a discussion on the topic.
I often see pictures of people's home studios, with both music and computer keyboards propped up too high, or sitting very low, or to the side, or at weird angles. I also see tall racks of gear, where you'd need to physically get up and walk over to the equipment to reach it. For people who spend any serious amount of time in their studio, please share your experiences with the following;
- What's your opinion on gear that's out of reach (from your main seated position)? Do you have any, and if so, are you significantly less likely to use it, because it's not immediately reachable? Do you use software or midi controllers to control it instead?
- How do you arrange your main musical keyboard (midi controller), and computer keyboard? Do you have a keyboard drawer on your desk? Do you find both comfortable to use for extended periods of time, or have you had to make compromises on optimal placement in order to fit everything on your desk?
- Do you notice repetitive strain injuries from non-ideal placement of your gear? (for example, if you keep having to reach for certain controllers/knobs/sliders)
- Any tips you can share that have helped you organize your studio to be more effective, reduce stress, be more relaxed/comfortable?
Please share your thoughts and help us all design a better, healthier environment for our music making :)
I get that Winters used the compass to outline the radius of all the possible invasion sites, but was there a bigger goal to that? Was he just curious where they were intended to land?
The scene cuts immediately to a briefing for the NCOs on the D-Day landing sites, but there's too much detail in that scene (they know the code name of the beachheads and the strategic importance of Carnitine) for it to all be extrapolated from Winters's detective work. What gives? 2 non sequitur scenes or 2 related scenes with genius that I'm not appreciating?
There is a commonly-repeated story in Australia that concerns a paper compass. So the story goes: in the first years of Australia being a British colony, a group of twenty one Irish convicts, including one pregnant woman, decided they were going to take off, escape their sentences, and walk their way north to China – a place they believed was easily accessible by foot from Sydney.
To anyone with access to a map, this is obviously a journey that’s not going to work. Especially not when you’re walking with a group of twenty other convicts through territory completely foreign to you, scant provisions over your shoulder, in the late 1700s, and none of you have a ship.
Regardless, they set off with sure feet and determination, unswayed by doubt and derision, hiking through the thick Australian bush. And one of them had the most perfect method to navigate to China: a drawing of a compass on a piece of paper. See, it did point north. The needle, in fact, did a fantastic job of pointing north. It just only showed the actual north if you pointed the piece of paper that way.
Shockingly, they didn’t make it to China. Who’d have thought? The furthest they got was to Broken Bay, on the Hawksbury River. Which, in fairness to them, is north from the place they set off from.
At least a couple died along the way, of misadventure, or, perhaps, by spear. The rest were driven back to the settlement in Parramatta, near Sydney, by starvation.
It’s a ridiculous story, but one that fits so well into the complete ridiculous disaster that was the beginning of the invasion of a colony at Sydney. It’s a story that was popularised in modern day by David Hunt in his 2013 book Girt.
Thing is, though, despite what Hunt wrote in that book, there’s no evidence there ever was a paper compass. None, until a couple months ago, that I’d been able to find, anyway. Interested, I looked up the story after reading it in his book. I found Watkin Tench’s journals of the early colony in Australia, and read them. In A Complete Account of the Settlement at Port Jackson, published in 1793, Watkin Tench does chronicle this story of the hopeful travellers to China. To the detail. Except for the part about the paper compass.
As far as I could tell, ther
... keep reading on reddit ➡I found an old piece of paper. And on it was drawn a compass.
There is a commonly-repeated story in Australia that concerns a paper compass. So the story goes: in the first years of Australia being a British colony, a group of twenty one Irish convicts, including one pregnant woman, decided they were going to take off, escape their sentences, and walk their way north to China – a place they believed was easily accessible by foot from Sydney.
To anyone with access to a map, this is obviously a journey that’s not going to work. Especially not when you’re walking with a group of twenty other convicts through territory completely foreign to you, scant provisions over your shoulder, in the late 1700s, and none of you have a ship.
Regardless, they set off with sure feet and determination, unswayed by doubt and derision, hiking through the thick Australian bush. And one of them had the most perfect method to navigate to China: a drawing of a compass on a piece of paper. See, it did point north. The needle, in fact, did a fantastic job of pointing north. It just only showed the actual north if you pointed the piece of paper that way.
Shockingly, they didn’t make it to China. Who’d have thought? The furthest they got was to Broken Bay, on the Hawksbury River. Which, in fairness to them, is north from the place they set off from.
At least a couple died along the way, of misadventure, or, perhaps, by spear. The rest were driven back to the settlement in Parramatta, near Sydney, by starvation.
It’s a ridiculous story, but one that fits so well into the complete ridiculous disaster that was the beginning of the invasion of a colony at Sydney. It’s a story that was popularised in modern day by David Hunt in his 2013 book Girt.
Thing is, though, despite what Hunt wrote in that book, there’s no evidence there ever was a paper compass. None, until a couple months ago, that I’d been able to find, anyway. Interested, I looked up the story after reading it in his book. I found Watkin Tench’s journals of the early colony in Australia, and read them. In A Complete Account of the Settlement at Port Jackson, published in 1793, Watkin Tench does chronicle this story of the hopeful travellers to China. To the detail. Ex
... keep reading on reddit ➡I found an old piece of paper. And on it was drawn a compass.
There is a commonly-repeated story in Australia that concerns a paper compass. So the story goes: in the first years of Australia being a British colony, a group of twenty one Irish convicts, including one pregnant woman, decided they were going to take off, escape their sentences, and walk their way north to China – a place they believed was easily accessible by foot from Sydney.
To anyone with access to a map, this is obviously a journey that’s not going to work. Especially not when you’re walking with a group of twenty other convicts through territory completely foreign to you, scant provisions over your shoulder, in the late 1700s, and none of you have a ship.
Regardless, they set off with sure feet and determination, unswayed by doubt and derision, hiking through the thick Australian bush. And one of them had the most perfect method to navigate to China: a drawing of a compass on a piece of paper. See, it did point north. The needle, in fact, did a fantastic job of pointing north. It just only showed the actual north if you pointed the piece of paper that way.
Shockingly, they didn’t make it to China. Who’d have thought? The furthest they got was to Broken Bay, on the Hawksbury River. Which, in fairness to them, is north from the place they set off from.
At least a couple died along the way, of misadventure, or, perhaps, by spear. The rest were driven back to the settlement in Parramatta, near Sydney, by starvation.
It’s a ridiculous story, but one that fits so well into the complete ridiculous disaster that was the beginning of the invasion of a colony at Sydney. It’s a story that was popularised in modern day by David Hunt in his 2013 book Girt.
Thing is, though, despite what Hunt wrote in that book, there’s no evidence there ever was a paper compass. None, until a couple months ago, that I’d been able to find, anyway. Interested, I looked up the story after reading it in his book. I found Watkin Tench’s journals of the early colony in Australia, and read them. In A Complete Account of the Settlement at Port Jackson, published in 1793, Watkin Tench does chronicle this story of the hopeful travellers to China. To the detail. Except
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