Fremantle prison is well known for its long history as a convict prison but this evening I will recount the tale of one of its more recent inmates. A clever young man by the name of Brenden Abbott, but also know as the ‘postcard bandit’ as dubbed by the WA police media unit. Continue reading “Over the wall”
We contemplated a trip to Rottnest Island today but decided to save that for a future visit to Perth when the weather is a bit warmer and more suitable for swimming. Still wanting to board a boat, we instead took a return trip to Perth and back aboard the James Stirling. Continue reading “The Swan”
This is the story of Batavia, a dutch ship that sunk off the coast of Western Australia stranding hundreds of survivors in the middle of the Indian Ocean. Continue reading “Mutiny, murder and mayhem!”
This morning we said farewell to Stuart and his family and boarded a train from Clarkson, the furthest station north of Perth, to Fremantle. A pleasant enough ride and quite cheap considering the distance covered. We changed trains in Perth but didn’t see anything other than the station so will have to go back sometime this weekend to explore there.
We arrved in Perth last night and spent a few hours catching up with my brother Stuart, his wife Rebecca, their kids Shayna, Mason and James and my mum who is over here at the moment too. Continue reading “Monkeying around in Perth”