WARNING: Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander viewers are warned that the following video may contain images of deceased persons.
I spent so much time last night responding to Adrian’s comment on my The Secret River post that I missed Enough Rope on the road in Mt Isa; still that’s not a problem these days, is it? We can all watch it now…
Quote from The Secret River
Near Wiseman’s Ferry NSW: Conrad Martens 1838
Looking down at his estate it was possible to imagine it a version of England. The wall shone bright with its mortar and whitewash in the sunlight, so bright it was painful to the eyes. Foursquare, immovable, it was like a stately chord of music in this rumpled land. This was what he had worked for. He had lain awake planning, had burst his heart rowing and carrying, and here it was: the good life.
But beyond the the wall and the silver tray was another world, where the cliffs waited and watched. Above the roses and the rest of it was the forest. The harsh whistle of the breeze in the riveroaks, the rigid stalks of the bulrushes and the reeds, that hard blue sky: they were unchanged by the speck of New South Wales enclosed by William Thornhill’s wall.