Originally used at St Brigid'e Church , CrossleyWhite satin damask, embroidered and lined with red frabric.IHS embroidered on hood

Blue cloth-bound hardcover book, worn at extremities & some loss of colour. Brightly coloured dust jacket torn at front & back. Previous hinge repair/reinforcement. Binding tight. Foxing to back & front pages. 319 pp. Good condition.Nil.australian fiction.

Murray Comrie Collection. This is a reasonable copy of an older original. Copy probably made by Murray Comrie in the 1970s. Monochrome photograph. View of Commercial Road Tarnagulla looking south. A man at centre, walking toward camera. Right of this figure are two carts standing at the road's edge. Far right is Renshaw's Drapery and left of that the Golden Age Hotel. A man is walking along the footpath in front of Renshaw's. Typed caption on original is 'Commercial Road, Tarnagulla, looking south from Poverty Street'.tarnagulla, commerce, stores, shopping, shops, draper, hotels, golden age hotel, buildings, commercial road, main street

Murray Comrie Collection. A small news clipping from The Sun newspaper about a plan to turn part of Tarnagulla into a flora and fauna park. Quotes publican Eric Morris. Mentions prospecting and local industries as well as control of pets.tarnagulla, nature, conservation, wildlife, pets, animals, fauna, flora, industries, prospecting, laws, public policy, protest

Kevin Richard Coombs, OAM (born 30 May 1941) is an Australian wheelchair basketballer and athlete who competed at 5 Paralympics including the first Paralympic Games in 1960. He was the first Australian Aboriginal Paralympic competitor for Australia.Grey plastic medal case.The lid on the case is inscribed with the word "TROPHY" and a laurel wreath. The bottom of the case is inscribed with "Casecraft. CAT. No 102". The interior of the case includes the text "Stokes (Australasia) Limited - medallists and silversmtihs est. 1855:.kevin coombs, victorian paraplegic games

144 p. ; red cover with image of French Foreign Legionnaire riding a horse and wielding a sword (section of original dust jacket which has been pasted to front cover).fictionAction/adventure story.fiction, adventure stories

index, ill, maps, p.84.non-fictionA History of the Sawmills and Tramways of the Wombat Forest near Trentham in Victoria from 1855 to 1940timber tramways - australia - history, industrial railroads - australia - history

ill, p.336.Reminiscences of the Victorian Railways in Australia during the era of their Blue and Gold color scheme.railroads - victorian railways - personal reminiscence, railroad operations - victoria - history

Printed paper map with red shadingbiddington, carisbrook, moolort, craigie, rodborough, mining lease, d. fitzpatrick, m. mullins, d. fern, kong meng, p. mitchell, curtain and co, a. robertson, j. fay, chalk's extended, tullaroop creek, mining, gold mines, bucknall's estate, chalk's estate

gold, australia, mining, corio bay, geelong, w.b. clarke, melbourne benevolent asylum, gold discovery

ill, maps, p.176.non-fictionRecollections from Ken Ames and his service in the Traffic Branch of the New South Wales Government Railways from 1952 to 1986.new south wales government railways and tramways. traffic branch -- history., locomotive engineers -- new south wales -- biography.

ill, p.32.non-fictionA pictorial of Blue and Gold diesel Electric locomotives on the Victorian Railways.diesel locomotives - victoria - pictorial, railroad operations - victoria

Ill, p.96.non-fictionA photographic profile of the Blue & Gold diesel electric locomotives of the Victorian Railways from 1950 to 1979.railroad operations - victoria, diesel locomotives - victoria - pictorial

Unused sport certificatesport certificate, students

Blue grey paper with border on left hand side.jubilee consols gold mining company, browns, gilpin

Your Place is Empty is an expression used in Iran as a way of saying ‘you were missed’. The works in this show are like spaces left behind when someone or something is gone, temporarily or permanently. They are disjointed, fading memories of a long time ago. They have become unreliable fragments, manifesting like floor plans of a childhood home drawn from memory. But the lines are disjointed, no longer connecting enough to make any discernible maps. They are fading trails.