The people of the Goldfields

The Goldfields of Western Australia was and still is made up of many people, from poets to politicians, from saints and sinners and everything in between. I hope to tell you the stories of some of these people either famous or infamous or just the ordinary folks. Sometime the most ordinary people do the most extraordinry things

Thomas RYAN – The King of Meekatharra

28/12/2015 By Moya Sharp 13 Comments

Earlier in the year I was contacted by Sue Hartley who is the Great Grandaughter of Thomas Ryan and his wife, Henrietta Ryan nee Kane. Their third child, Mary Daisy Ryan, known as Dais, was her grandmother. Meekatharra Ryan” or the King of Meekatharra as Tom was known, did much to build the town amenities […]

Robbery Under Arms – by John Marshall

19/12/2015 By Moya Sharp Leave a Comment

Robbery Under Arms on the Coolgardie Road In the early days of the Goldfields the escort used to leave Coolgardie every week with parcels of gold varying from £5000 to £50,000 in value. It was a common remark to hear passed by the diggers, who usually gathered to watch the gold being taken out of […]

Hall of Fame Memorial Garden

12/12/2015 By Moya Sharp Leave a Comment

I would like to let everyone know about the ‘Memorial Garden’ that has been established at the ‘Mining Hall of Fame’. Last year saw the placement of the first personal memorial to a miner who was killed in an accident at work. The staff at the Mining Hall of Fame were so very helpful in […]

The First Line into ‘The Old Town’

05/12/2015 By Moya Sharp 1 Comment

Many of you may have seen this sign which is located near the entrance of the carpark near Kmart in Brookman Street. It is on the site of what used to be the corner of Cassidy and Brookman Streets. It marks the point where the telegraph line entered into what was then called Hannans and […]

Ghost Town – TUCKANARRA

30/11/2015 By Moya Sharp 11 Comments

The Ghost Town:- by Jules Reside AKA Cork Tree Flat Tuckanarra:- Latitude 27° 07′ S Longitude 118° 05′ E “Deserted now, no more your stirred by those in quest of gold. Now you’re but a memory blurred of what you were of old. Yet, though the camp in silence sleeps, Except for songs of […]