Hi, Peter, you have to go to the Glastonbury mountain shot again, and see what I put about that song, it's too spooky for words!! I'm so excited about such a coincidence, I just love things like that to happen!
Now to this most intriguing picture! How on earth is there another place in the world called Botany Bay!!? Which came first, Peter, the chicken, ie here, or the egg, ie Sydney? That's so interesting, I had no idea there would ever be another Botany Bay, and I bet no one else knows about it over here either!
Thanks so much for these links, you are becoming the Panoramioan linking champion, Peter, you dash them off left right and centre, and they are so darned interesting, how am I to get to sleep, having just had such a surprise!?
My very best wishes to you, and thanks again for the wonderful link, I'm all of a jitter now!
A few of the convicts sent to "Botany Bay" did return home, after their sentences were expired, and most of them relived through flashbacks, the trauma of their times in the hulks and in the colony.
One night one of these old chums was drinking in the Grafton Hotel, and rather weathered he wandered out, turning right at the corner, for that was downhill, and found himself in Little Liverpool, as he staggered up and over the hill leaving Little Liverpool he managed to get as far as the bridge over Pessall Brook, when he was surprised by some local louts who picked up the staggering old chum and through him over the wall, shouting, "Heave we go, back to Botany Bay with ya!"
Convinced in the morning that he had been thrown overboard into Botany Bay, and that these flashbacks (Grafton Pub, Liverpool and being thrown overboard) from his traumatised experience were current events, he swore to all and sundry that this was Botany Bay. The naming and the tale of the old chum remain to this day.
Now Sue you are an Australian now, and you must read up on your history. There is no chicken-egg question at all. The Royal Geographical Society will confirm for you the veracity and originality of the naming of Botany Bay and tell you of the 8 days that changed the world.
I hope the above tale, doesn't cast doubts upon the truth of my Train Tales. The only way to prove the truth of this is to go to Botany Bay which is not far from Tamworth, visit the Grafton Pub and walk out inebriated at midnight, and see if the description I have given is precisely correct. Then you will know.
Ian Stehbens, FRGS.
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