Year of Reading: Mongarlowe

I am fortunate to live in the village of Mongarlowe in New South Wales.

There is a notice board at the entrance to Clyde Street in the village that shares news of events.

Last week the board was alerting everyone to Clean Up Australia Day on 4 March.

To my great delight there was an addition to the notice board this weekend.

I love the idea that the Year of Reading has come to Mongarlowe and that it is housed in a Tardis-like location.

The Year of Reading 2012 “is about children learning to read and keen readers finding new sources of inspiration. It’s about supporting reading initiatives while respecting the oral tradition of storytelling. It’s about helping people discover and rediscover the magic of books. And most of all, it’s about Australians becoming a nation of readers”.

I think a telephone kiosk library in rural Australia is a great place to look for the magic of books. Wonderfully, all the books are at readers’ heights.



For more information about the National Reading Year have a look at the wiki developed to support the Year.

A Grand Day Out (In Rural New South Wales)

Today I had a delightful day out in rural New South Wales. I had the opportunity to meet with Tracey Dickson and her colleagues, Gordon Waddington, Stephen Trathen and Roger Adams at the Snowy Region Visitors’ Centre at Jindabyne. (For an example of their work see this paper on hydration and all day skiing, and this on wrist injuries.)


I had two options of route from Mongarlowe to Jindabyne and I chose the gravel road route.


It was a beautifully sunny day and the gravel road was very smooth and well maintained. My journey down coincided later down the route with many of the rural school buses converging on Cooma.

After a delightful meeting discussing interdisciplinary approaches to the study of snow sports I started my journey home and as it was still light I returned on the gravel road. To my absolute delight my trip home was interrupted not far after Farrington by a road full of goats. Fortunately I had my camera with me to document not a zebra crossing nor a pelican crossing but a goat crossing!




This is what you might call a no-kidding post!