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bruce munday - Wakefield Press

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stones in the bloodWhen we built a verandah on two sides of the house we were getting serious with stone. Then camea wall around a courtyard and another at the end of the driveway. And now I find myself writing abook about it, during the course of which I have built two more dry-stone walls!There are turning points in life and I found one at the end of our driveway on Collins Road. Therewas an old bridge, hand-made in 1906 by first settler Horace Collins. Sure, the bridge had becomeunsafe for traffic heavier than a car and was complemented with a concrete box culvert when theroad was realigned in 1975. But the bridge with its four red gum trunk bearers, red gum decking andimpressive stone wall abutment was an irreplaceable monument; a reminder of the skill and hardwork that got us to where we are today. So when I came home one afternoon to find workmen fromMount Pleasant District Council burning the decking in the creek, presumably a first step to furtherpillage, my preservationist instinct suddenly kicked in, intensified when my neighbour bowled overhis section of the stone wall.The earliest mention I can find of ‘our’ stone wall next door is in Ron Collins’ unpublished‘Recollections’, writing in 1922: ‘I went with my father [Horace] to set some rabbit traps . . . near thestone wall fence.’ Ron’s brother, Hartley, alert at ninety-four, swears that ‘the wall was there whenI was born’.‘Our’ stone wall, next door

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