I DONT APPRECIATE BEING RAPED BASHED VIOLATED MOST OF MY LIFE IN ABSTRACT TORTURE AND RITUAL SATANIC ABUSES BY C**-SQUATS STALKED AND HARASSED BY ANYONE LEAST OF ALL ARROGANT RICH KIDDIES WITH DRUG PROBLEMS OR FAT BAWL WEIRDO SAILORS AND GENERAL IDIOTS.
AND DONT USE MY NAME WITHOUT MY PERMISSION …
CATHERINE1MOLOAA
YOU WOULD BE WELL SERVED TO ADHERE TO LEGAL COUNCIL…
i would like to write a historical story about early settlers coming to australia…on story a male child he was born on a ship called the SHACKAMAXON from northern Ireland … with a much older sister who looked after him because the parents died, there was about 8 or more children and at least 1 or 2 sets of twins. this person would have witnessed the big floods of brisbane of 1893.
My mum told me about a HERMIT OF Bamburgh i thought it would be good as a gothic sort of story … in the cold windy hills and muddy seaside, or around the Bambraugh castle but I would want it to be a mixture of romance in that classical sense as well as some goth …
my parents … a tv drama like heartbeat…. set in outback australia in 1960s radio broadcasting and a wedding with a telephonist and their trials as a newlymarried couple and a gossipy town… the meat train once a week, the draught and sand storm, school of the air and flying doctors interweaved into the weekly drama. their social life – her in south port and him on the farm… they meet. the town of charliville is almost a ghost town now like so many outback towns where say butter factories or other industries put money into those towns…its sad to see the history not recorded. my mum did a lot of ameture photography and i love looking at the old slides in the 1950s-60s she has because it is a historical event… all these pagent floats or just the social things they did the dress codes is so like THE HOUR>>> MY MUM LOOKED THE SLIPPING IMAGE OF KAISER BILL II. I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO MAKE OF IT… I DON’T KNOW IF IT EXPLAINS WHY PR WILLIAM AND DIANA HAVE TURNED UP IN MY LIFE A NUMBER OF TIMES… NEVER TELLING ME WHEN EXACTLY HOWEVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(on my dads side-grahams/williams) my grandmother and grandfathers and great grandfathers flower farm… the house fire and deaths in the quary and affair with the secret letter with initials… they take flowers into the city to sell and how my grandparents met in the war. my grandmother was a nurse and he was in new guinea and got sick and that is how they met. my great grandfathers time in music management in the turn of the century in 1800-1900s.
(on my mothers side) my grandmothers life in she had one wedding to a wealthy man that was annuled and a child then married later again before the war. her life and tales … she got a house that went to court because the kids never came to this lady and she used to help her with basic medical needs, the judge left the house by the sea to my grandmother alice frater. one of my ancestors was a midwife as well.
my mum told me about a ancestor who ran a brothel in sydney … in 1800s and a settler who had land he had been a convict but later was a police officer and ran an illegal distillery.
my granny williams looked so like MAD Ludwig and there is a story my dad only breifly told me about her presenting these shoes to a royal … or something but i know she rode horses with ned kellys sister and she was a real GIBSON girl pin up girl.
like i know my stories are not unique at all… its just that i think people should tell their stories and there is a rich soil of drama and arts to come out of just very basic stories…
even for our own lives.. the brisbane floods of 1974 all those people who have stories to tell… and my dad was working in brisbane radio at that time… no one was not effected by those stories.
catherine graham 1moloaa cr