Kandos. A name to celebrate a new town, a new industry and hopefully a champion racehorse.
Tag: Local History
Monument to Music
Our rotunda might seem solitary and neglected, yet it is, to me at least, romantic and uplifting. I would suggest also that it has more to say about Kandos history, and even our state history, than any other building in Kandos.
Hunting Harleston
The turn of the century was a time when young rural men in particular, hungry for their own bit of land, raked among the hills, dales and gullies to identify and secure a portion of crown land.
And the Orchestra Played
There is something about an orchestra that sets it apart from a band. A band swells in the open air. It is an exciting spectacle, its natural space a rotunda, a park or a main street. An orchestra shines under electric lights. It radiates romance, its natural space a ballroom or concert hall. It woos and charms, caresses and pursues.
Busy Little Bees in the Beehive at Pyangle
Architect William Kemp introduced a new style of bush school, the Beehive. It avoided the Gothic, had an enclosed verandah, semi-circular galvanised iron roof and was built with local materials (in the case of Pyangle, timber and stone).
Learning Safety by Accident
Who are you staying safe for today? That's the sign employees see as they enter the Whyalla Steelworks. No such sign met employees at Kandos Quarry early last century.
Sweet Scent of Success
So what does an English Baron have to do with Kandos? It seems the cement company was hanging on Leverhulme's coat-tails to promote its own workplace philosophy
Kandos – A Labor Town
In December 1922 the Lithgow Mercury announced, 'although in other centres Labor Day demonstrations seem to be declining, Kandos in the vigor of its youth, put forth its best effort on Saturday.'
It’s Official – A Post Office for Kandos
The internet rules our lives today, but just a century ago the latest technology was the telephone.
Father Reginald Corbett First Parish Priest of Kandos
I don't think anyone's arrival here in Kandos could have been gloomier and more shocking than his. And yet it was the pinnacle of his priestly career.
A Deviation from the Castlereagh Highway
How did that name come about? I guess it is tall and steep like a woman's petticoat, but you might have other theories. It was surely named by a man.