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"I Met Her …………….. "

17/9/2023

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My first employer was the Commonwealth Bank. During my first four years I was assigned to a number of branches with a variety of accounting systems from totally hand recorded records, through accounting machines and then computers. As soon as I had a car I was seconded to Relieving Staff, which meant travel to branches all over the state, including many branches in suburban Melbourne.

In 1967, on one relieving assignment, I was sent to the bank branch at East Brunswick, located on Nicholson Street. The branch was located at the tram terminus in Nicholson Street, at the corner of Blyth Street.  The branch was closed many years ago, as part of the bank’s restructure program. (From internet images it appears that the building that originally housed the bank, has been demolished and replaced with an apartment building.)

The assignment to East Brunswick was for four weeks, as one staff member had to attend a training course, and another was going on annual leave. During my time there, I was filling in for one of the tellers, when to my surprise, Pat Carroll and Olivia Newton-John came into the bank. They were at this time performing as a duet under the name of Pat and Olivia. I had seen them on television, but never expected to see them in person. They were in the bank, because this was in fact their local bank branch. They were both living within walking distance of the branch. I accepted their money into their account, and could not wait to get home to tell my family and friends that I had met both Pat and Olivia. I received the usual reaction from most friends, “Yes, pull the other leg”, but my parents were suitably impressed.

I believe that during my time at East Brunswick branch, I spoke to them both at least three or four times, as they came in each week, or when they had cash payments, to do their banking.

For a young lad of 19 I was very impressed. In later years I do tend to forget certain incidents in my life, however the recent publicity surrounding the passing of Olivia, brought back a flood of memories.
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Barry O’Connor.
September 2023.
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'An item of clothing which symbolizes a time in my life…’

20/8/2023

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The story begins with an International Conference that I was co-convening, along with staff from Nissan Diesel Japan, in Fort Worth, Texas. I believe from memory that it was in April 2002. The conference ran for three days, concluding on the Friday, so delegates could return home to start work again the following week. Whilst the conference concluded on Friday, my flight, along with another Australian delegate and two New Zealanders, did not leave until Saturday evening. It was decided to go down to the Concierge to see if we could arrange a day tour around the Dallas- Fort Worth area. Unfortunately this was not long after September 11 and the local tour companies would only take passengers from their depot. They would not do hotel pick-ups and drop-offs.

Whilst we were discussing our options, a man in a t-shirt and jeans, walked over and spoke to us. It was revealed that he owned the company that provided the shuttle bus and limousine services for not only this hotel, but a number of others in the area. He advised that he had a free day tomorrow and also had a town-car available. He agreed to take all four of us on a day tour for $50 each. We agreed.

The following morning we had breakfast, checked out, and dropped our luggage with the Concierge. Our driver arrived and off we went. The first stop was the location where President Kennedy was assassinated. It was a very surreal experience being able to stand on the roadway where the assassination took place. We were also able to visit the Schoolbook Depository and enter the room on the fourth floor, from where the alleged fatal shot was fired. There are a number of theories about the number and location of the multiple shots that were fired on that day. Given the angles and elevations at the site, the shot that killed President Kennedy was not fired from the fourth floor of the book depository.

The next attraction was ‘Southfork Ranch’, or as many would know it, the homestead for the television series ‘Dallas’.  Whilst the homestead in the series appeared to be a large sprawling building, the rooms were similar in size to our normal Australian homes. It was all done with mirrors, with at least one wall, and sometimes two, covered in mirrors to make the rooms look twice as big as they were.  Outside there was a large ‘barn’ in which there was a museum of the costumes and vehicles used in the series. I was at a loss to locate a suitable souvenir of the trip for my wife, so she got a ‘Southfork’ coffee mug.

Then it was off to the ‘Sale Yards’ which were a fully operational livestock auction centre until 1992. It was closed as a livestock market and then reinvented as a tourist attraction and dining centre. At the time we visited, it still had the original steam locomotive used to bring livestock to the market, running tourist trips around the centre. Our visit to the saleyards was to one of the regions finest rib roast restaurants. We duly ordered and a huge rack of ribs arrived for each of us. I duly struggled, but did finish my rack, just to be polite. No sooner had I finished, than another rack was placed in front of me. It appears that if you finish a rack, you receive a second one free.

There was no way I could have eaten the additional rack, or got a ‘doggy bag’, as we were flying out later that afternoon. I did thank the waiter, but suggested that he pass this meal on to the next person who ordered, with my compliments.

After we finished our lunch and walked through the extensive museum, our driver took us for some retail therapy. We were driving down the road when he took a right-hand turn into a huge car park. It looked like a car park for one of the sporting stadiums, but no, it was for the shopping centre he was taking us to. He eventually made it across this huge car park to a location near the entrance. When we alighted, he did suggest that we stay together and he would keep an eye on us, so that we did not get lost within the huge complex. We duly followed instructions and whilst walking along the central arcade we came across a leather goods store which was clearing their winter stock. On a rack outside the store were a number of genuine Wilson leather jackets. Whilst the label showed ‘Crafted in China’, they were good quality leather and had an exceptional amount of lining to cater for the very cold Texas winters. A similar jacket at today’s prices would be around $400. I am not sure of the original retail price, but I believe that it was around $200. The stock was being cleared for $50. We immediately reduced the store owner’s surplus inventory by four jackets.

Our host returned us to the hotel where we collected our luggage and caught the shuttle bus to the airport, all feeling very pleased with ourselves having had an extraordinary day visiting the local attractions, and having secured some top quality leather jackets at an exceptional price. 
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​Barry O'Connor
August 2023
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'Retirement'

17/7/2023

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In 1993 I took up a position with UD Trucks, or Nissan Diesel. My initial appointment with UD Trucks Oceania was as Southern Regional Manager. This position was based in Melbourne, and covered the dealer group in Victoria, South Australia and Tasmania.

In August 1994, I was transferred to Sydney to take up the position of National Parts Manager, however upon arrival the General Manager informed me that I was also the National Marketing Manager for both trucks and parts. I did enquire as to the possibility of two remuneration packages, however that request was met with a fairly negative response. I dutifully performed in both roles increasing sales and market share.
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In February 2002 my wife and I purchased ‘Condarra’, a 570 acre property in Samaria. The property was leased out, with the longer term view of moving onto the property when we retired.

In May 2006 I was asked by the Managing Director to complete a ‘due diligence’ report for Mack, Volvo and Nissan Diesel, Australasian operations. This was completed as part of the impending take-over of Nissan Diesel Japan by Volvo, and involved a complete assessment of staff and manufacturing capacities, distribution/dealer network, market penetration, sales and profitability, along with market projections for the next five years.

Following the proposed company take-over by Volvo extending to Australia, the sudden death of a close friend, and forecast changes within the structure of our respective companies, my wife and I decided to take early retirement.

We moved to ‘Condarra’ in August 2006 and became active in a number of community groups. I spent my formative years, and have spent around fifty five years, living in small rural communities.    I am very familiar with the community support structures that exist in the ‘bush’. As a former farmer, and a successful manager in the corporate world, you tend not to be idle for any length of time.

​In Swanpool there were seventeen community groups for a population of only six hundred people. I rejoined the CFA in 2007 after a break of fifteen years. In 2009 I was approached to take over as Chairman of the Swanpool and District Community Development Association. I initiated a number of programs that supported and acknowledged the contribution of volunteers within the community.  We hosted the Bald Archy Exhibition from 2013 to 2017 and attracted record crowds. We put significant funding back into the community organisations that participated.  In 2018 we were not allocated dates for the Bald Archy Tour, so I created the Swanpool Creative Recycled Art Prize, or SCRAP. I wrote the initial Community Plan for Swanpool in 2011 and the later update in 2018, ‘pro bono’. I also wrote business plans for the Swanpool Cinema and Benalla U3A, both ‘pro bono’.

During the initial period of ‘retirement’, I became involved with the Benalla U3A and two of the local history groups.  I have written a number of history books on the region, the latest being the history of the first Engineer for QANTAS, who was born and had his early education in Benalla.

I often stop and ask myself, “How the hell did I ever have time to go to work?”


Barry O’Connor
July 2023
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'I Quit!!'

19/6/2023

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In the late 1970’s and early 1980’s I was working in a management role for a large international vehicle manufacturer. I was performing well in my role, and did in fact attract the attention of the American Managing Director, of the privately owned company. In the early 1980’s the world was going through another of the cyclic ‘financial crises’, when the division that I was managing, and another division in Canada, were the only two divisions of the company world- wide, that were making a profit.  This resulted in the MD making a trip to Australia to meet me during his round of other business meetings.

Following this visit, it was announced that we were going to have an Australian MD, instead of the traditional American one. What followed was somewhat of a shock. The company operated on the fiscal year and my salary and bonus structure were set during the first calendar months of the year. My base salary and the bonus criteria had been set and signed off.

The new Australian MD decided that mid- year (September), he would change the bonus criteria, which would result in a substantial drop in the bonus payment. It not only impacted me, but all of the senior managers within the company. I was told that my bonus structure would be amended and that I would be paid based on the new criteria. After some deep and meaningful discussions, the new MD agreed to pay my bonus payment based on the original criteria, as I had already exceeded the fiscal year targets agreed. Following this discussion I handed in my resignation, as did another six senior managers in the company.

Looking back on this action, it became apparent that what the new MD was doing, was ridding the company of anybody who might prove a threat to his position in the future.  The company did continue to function, despite the negative and regressive attitude of the new MD.  

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Barry O’Connor.
June 2023.
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'Learning from History'

15/5/2023

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During my time with this group I have written about a number of lessons learned from my past. I will not repeat any of these writings, however I will state that a number of instances from my past have made me very suspicious of ‘shallow’ friendships that have presented in my past.

On a number of occasions I have been befriended by people who may not have my best interests at heart. On the other hand I have been contacted by certain members of the community who require my expertise to assist certain community groups with special projects and activities. Having spent 50 years of my life so far, growing up and living in small rural communities, I am well aware of the ‘self-help’ and ‘community support’ philosophy that exists within rural communities. I have always been willing to participate in any activity that will be of benefit to the broader community, and it has always been done ‘pro bono’. Unfortunately there are a very small number of people in the community who participate in these activities, with their own personal benefit being their priority. I have learnt through experience, over many years, to be somewhat suspicious of any person who puts themselves forward in a forthright manner to become involved in any such community activities.

Over the years I have also been the target of baseless and defamatory rumours about certain community activities, however upon investigation, these rumours have been initiated by the very people who are involved in these activities for their own benefit.

Needless to say, that over the years I have developed a very cynical approach to people, until they prove themselves worthy of my trust. I trust nobody, until I am satisfied that they share my passion for supporting the community by way of voluntary contribution, not self-gain.  Many may find this ‘probation’ offensive, but that is the way it is, and if you don’t like it, then you best leave, because you will not fit the desired criteria, and will most likely not show the desired commitment and passion for advancing the benefit for the broader community.

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Barry O’Connor
10 May 2023. ​
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'Friends and Neighbours'

16/4/2023

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The Peter Lalor Housing Cooperative

This story originates from the family history that I wrote in 2020. Lalor was my first known ‘community’ for eight years, until my parents moved to Wollert in 1956. I do remember many of the residents, and events where families would share meals in their homes, and also the functions that were held in a Nissan Hut, on the land near the railway station. Many special events were held there, such as birthdays, Christmas and other community get-togethers, with almost all of the community attending.  I do have vivid memories of the tables groaning under the weight of the food that everybody had made especially for the event. I also have vivid memories of the masses of crayfish that were obtained by members of the community. I am not sure which family had the contacts, but there was always more than an ample supply of crayfish at every event.

My father (Allan Murray or ‘Bill’) and his eldest brother (Austin James or ‘Jim’) were experienced woodworkers and carpenters. After the war they became involved with a project involving returned servicemen who were tradesmen.  The group formed themselves into a co-operative, and with assistance from the Government and the local MP, they commenced a project to build each other’s homes.

The co-operative was the brain child of Frank Purcell. Frank Purcell was a member of the Australian Labour Party and planted the first ‘seeds’ for a special committee to assist with the rehabilitation of returned service personnel. The PLC evolved out of a number of years of ‘wheeling and dealing’, which Frank was known for. Whilst he did not hold an executive position in the PLC when it was formed, he remained the public relations advocate for the project. He took over the role of Chairman in 1947, when the current Chairman, Peter Russell, stepped down.

The project commenced in a paddock located on the eastern side of the railway line between Epping and Thomastown. Initially the streets were unmade, the water had been reticulated, but the electricity was not to come until 1952. The lack of electricity added a considerable amount of time to the completion of the early homes, as only hand tools could be used.

The name for the area was chosen by the men themselves. The new suburb was named after Peter Lalor of the Eureka Stockade, who later went on to become a parliamentarian. (Just a note on the pronunciation: The older and original residents always called it La(w)lor. The newbies call it La(y)lor).

An area of the suburb Lalor, near the railway line, was allocated for War Service Homes, within which returned servicemen and women could secure finance to build a home. My father, was the nominated builder on these homes, however the owners were to do as much of the work themselves using local specialist tradesmen, with Bill supervising the work.
 
In 1954 there was an issue with the finances of the Peter Lalor Co-op. Whilst Jim and Bill were the nominated builders on the project, they did not have any early involvement in the management or the finances of the organisation. At its peak at the end of 1947, the PLC employed 153 workers. They had a factory set up to make prefabricated walls, which were then transported to site. The plan was to build 1000 homes. The plan was not achieved due to the PLC being placed into voluntary administration in 1954.
 
The Administrators findings are some 30 pages of legal technicality. The bottom line was that the executive of the PLC accepted deposits for land and houses, did not keep an accurate record of the terms of the deposits, did not place the funds in trust, but used them as general revenue.  The exact number of houses that had been built by 1954 is unknown, but from records it appears that there were around 200 homes and a total of 388 rateable properties in Lalor at that time. The failure of the PLC was attributed to a number of additional causes. Some being the fact that early homes were sold for around £400 ($800 or 25%) under the construction cost; there were constant material shortages including cement, roof tiles and timber; decisions were being made on compassionate grounds rather than actual costs; and the obvious lack of support from Whittlesea Shire Council and other Government Departments.
 
The PLC did own some of the land, however the administrator sold it to Coolnong Estates Pty. Ltd. who quickly on-sold the land at an even bigger profit. A search of company records suggests that Coolnong Estates was a company of NSW based investors. It is most unusual for the administrator to have sold the land to people who profited, when many of the shareholders in the PLC actually lost money. It was reported that the PLC held deposits of £25 each for some 800 blocks, which had not yet been built on.
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Home under construction in 1950 prior to electricity being installed in the suburb.
Bill O’Connor on the right, standing behind the stud wall.
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​Barry O’Connor,
15th April 2023.
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'Precious Objects'

20/3/2023

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The precious objects that I will detail in this story are normally kept in the ‘emergency’ briefcase. That is, the briefcase containing important items such as personal documents, passport, computer backup hard-drive, and other items of importance such as my 30 year service medal from the CFA, my National Medal, and the citation from Benalla Rural City Council for my Citizen of the Year in 2014. The briefcase is the one that you grab when you have a need to urgently evacuate the house.
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The container that I have brought along today is one of the items in the evacuation briefcase. It contains a number of historic items that are very special to me:

The first badge is the membership for the Wollert and District Youth Club which I joined when I was 14. The club only had two rules; Rule 1. We do not discriminate against anybody based on race, colour or creed. Rule 2. There are no more rules. The club was the oldest in the Victorian Associated Youth Clubs at that time.

The second badge with the VAYC logo on it is the Keystone Award, which I received in 1966 at the age of 18, for my work with youth in the community. The Keystone Award was the highest award in the VAYC and awarded for exceptional work for youth in the community. The container is the one that this award came in, and it has never been removed from its case.

The next badge is my old Keon Park Technical School badge. The moto is ‘diligence and integrity’. I was indeed fortunate to have attended this school, as many of our trade teachers were tradesmen who had returned from WW2 and decided not to go back on the tools, but took up teaching. This was very special for the students, as these teachers did not learn everything they knew from a text book, but had firsthand experience in the workplace and could relay tips and tricks that they had experienced firsthand.

The final item in the collection is the medallion from my days as a Shire Councillor on the Shire of Kilmore for six years, 1979 -1981 and 1985 -1987.  I should point out that during my first term as a Councillor; I was also managing one of the largest Kenworth Truck dealerships in Australia at Footscray. During my second term I was the owner/operator of a Mitre10 store in North Essendon. I was also on the board of Mitre10 Southern Pty. Ltd. which was at that time, the store owner operated co-operative that controlled the Mitre10 organisation.  The controlling interest in Mitre10 is now held by Metcash.

On joining the Shire of Kilmore Council, I was elected Chairman of all of the sub-committees, with the exception of Town Planning. It was deemed inappropriate to have a monopoly. In the initial period there were some financial and operational irregularities detected and the result of this was that the Shire Secretary and the Shire Engineer were both subsequently dismissed, and a CEO appointed. Kilmore was the first municipality in Victoria to take this step.

The CEO was appointed on a performance contract, and this process was later extended to all senior Council employees.  I was involved in introducing a Development Infrastructure Levy which came about after ratepayers had to cover the cost of upgrading supporting infrastructure, following a number of residential developments within the shire. The levy ensured that the developers covered these costs, not the ratepayers.

​I also introduced ‘program budgeting’, or cost/benefit analysis, which was a program designed to give Councillors full details and financial impacts of projects/programs both for the initial cost, the ongoing costs, life expectancy of the project, and the number of ratepayers/residents who benefited. We were criticised on a number of occasions for not taking up Government Grants. When assessed, these grants were for short term political gain and would not meet Kilmore Council’s long term cost sustainability targets.


Barry O’Connor.
March 2023.
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'Summer'

19/2/2023

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The Season that usually had the most impact on my life was summer. Like most rural homes in the 1960’s there was no effective cooling. During the very hot nights, our father would move the bedding for my brother and myself, out into the back of the ute, where we would sleep for the night, under the shade of the carport and in any breeze that might be around.

I can remember my father calling at the water stand pipe in Epping on his way home from work, almost daily, to fill milk cans with water for the garden. On his arrival home it was ‘all hands on deck’, to bucket the water from the milk cans to the various parts of the garden, with the vegetable patch being the main priority. However, when the dam water had dried up, we also had to put water in the trough for the house cow.

In later years, I would be sent off by train to my Uncle's properties in the Mallee area of the state to assist with the harvest. This was usually at the height of summer. The main duties were to assist with the loading of the grain from the headers into the trucks. At this time, about 1962, there was a transition from bag to bulk delivery of grain to the silos. The old headers that were still in use could only unload into bags. These were stacked in central area with easy access from the road. The trucks were fitted with what was known as a G-well hoist. This hoist was driven by hydraulics and lifted the open bags from the ground up above the sides of the bulk body on the truck. The grain would run out of the bag into the bulk bin, and two small hooks on the cradle would catch the bottom of the empty bag and return it in the loader cradle to the ground. The system worked fine until the bulk load level got up to a certain height, when the partially emptied bag would contact the top of the load and the bag would be pushed upwards and off the two retaining hooks. The solution was to empty the bag manually on top of the load, and drop it back to the ground. This needed to be done with some degree of urgency, as my Uncle’s would take great delight in loading the next bag quickly, and if I was not fast enough getting the first bag emptied, I would have two bags to deal with. 

The days during harvest were long, weather permitting. However, I do remember one year in the middle of harvest, where there were a series of days in excess of 40 deg. C. On these days my Uncles would not even start machinery for fear that it would start a fire, and given the considerable distances between farms and the local town based fire brigade, it was a very wise move. Although the original homestead was built with veranda’s all around, there was no form of cooling. The only way that we could escape the midday heat, was to open the front and back doors to allow any breeze through the house and to all lay down in the central hallway.

I also recall playing tennis on days when the asphalt courts would start to melt and stick to our tennis shoes. The days when fires would start, and as volunteers, we headed off to fight the fire without fire proof personal protective clothing, or heat shielding on the fire trucks.

The summer season has most certainly provided some long lasting memories.


Barry O’Connor.
18th February 2023
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'This (Flexible) Life'

27/11/2022

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My working career started at the age of 15, when my father informed me that his building business was not currently able to support me pursuing a senior technical education towards a diploma in aeronautical engineering, or mechanical engineering.

My first employer was the Commonwealth Bank where my real education actually began. I was fortunate to have worked in a number of areas of the bank. I worked in branches where everything was completed by hand, larger branches where accounting machines were used, and then onto computers. During a staff training session, I put forward a suggestion that the bank should consider getting into home and contents insurance. At this time I was working at Moonee Ponds branch as the lending officer, and was somewhat bemused by the fact that our home loan clients would need to obtain a certificate of currency for their home and contents insurance every year, and lodge the certificate with the branch where their home loan was held. I suggested that if the bank was to offer home and contents insurance, they would have accurate knowledge of the currency of the insurance and the premium could be added to the monthly loan repayment.

The product was introduced six months later. Whilst I was not directly rewarded, when a new sub-branch was established at Meadow Fair Shopping Centre, in Broadmeadows, I was offered the position, at the age of 24, without it being advertised amongst the staff in the normal manner. This position was indeed a challenge and the branch business grew over three years, to the extent that it had to be upgraded, with double the current staff. This meant that the new position would be offered to other staff members, based on the bank’s seniority criteria. My options were very limited. I would have to take a side move for around four to five years, until a suitable opportunity came up for further advancement.

At this time my first wife and myself, had purchased a dairy farm at Beveridge from a relative, and it was being run by a share farmer. Unfortunately the costs were increasing and the production was falling. I decided to leave the bank after eleven years, and take on the dairy farm myself. In addition to the dairy, I also ran an agricultural contracting business. This proved successful and worked well until the Milk Board decided to dispense with whole milk contracts in 1977. This change made the operation of the dairy on ‘dry’ land, with only butter fat returns, unviable.

I returned to the workforce, whilst initially still milking morning and night, until the herd was ‘dried’ off. The initial position as Credit Manager was obtained with General Electric Electrical Wholesale Division in Richmond, and after sorting their credit department issues and introducing system changes, I had worked myself out of a job.

Just as I was finishing up, I was approached to take over a similar role with their National Catering Equipment Division. The same processes were introduced to this division, and I had worked myself out of a job, yet again.

I soon obtained a position a lot closer to home in Brunswick, with a scaffold hire company. Again, after analysis of their systems and processes, introduced a self-reporting  computer system that could be managed by the Accountant without the need for a Credit Manager. Out of a job again.

A job was advertised with Kenworth Trucks in Preston. I applied, and at the interview had my plans somewhat shattered, when I was advised that they were moving to Footscray.  I worked for them for five years, starting as the Credit Manager and then Branch Manager, producing profits and increasing market share. During my time at Footscray, I developed a computerised inventory management system that later went worldwide with the parent company PACCAR, and was later licenced to General Motors in America. Senior management changes saw a number of senior managers, including myself, leave the company in 1983.

The next move was into a hardware business. This became a new franchise branding, for a small local type hardware called Village Hardware, within the Mitre 10 group. During this period I was approached to take up a board position with Mitre 10, which I held until the business was closed in 1986 due to an excessive, and unjustifiable, four fold rent increase.

Following closure of the business I was approached by a friend to ‘help out’ for a couple of months, in his large industrial plumbing business. I worked as a Project Engineer ‘to help out’, however a couple of months turned into two years. It was time to move on, as my friend was anticipating selling the business and retiring.

Subsequent employee positions were held with Komatsu Earthmoving Equipment and then Nissan Diesel. Analysis of the systems and processes in both companies saved many millions of dollars in inventory investment and direct operating expenses, whilst improving customer service and market share. 

Whilst having no formal degrees or diplomas, I was never idle for any length of time, and at no stage during my working life, have I ever applied for the dole. I believe in the philosophy that if you have a job, you do it, and then move onto the next challenge. I found in later life, that my reputation was sufficient in obtaining senior executive positions with international companies. The key to success, I believe, is to be a good listener, analyse what processes can improve the business model and be flexible in your approach to change management, which is inevitable in any business restructure.


Barry O’Connor.
November 2022.
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'The Sky is the Limit'

24/10/2022

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I have always had a fascination with flight, having built and flown model aircraft for many of my younger years. I did at one point during my secondary education; aspire to pursue a career in aeronautical engineering; however this was not to be.
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My story begins with afternoon tea on the back verandah at our property ‘Condarra’ in the Samaria Valley, 25km south of Benalla. Our mail usually arrived mid-afternoon, and on Wednesdays the delivery also included the Weekly Times and the Benalla Ensign. This particular Wednesday afternoon, in late October 2012, we opened the Benalla Ensign to the headline, ’Benalla Rejects the Bald Archy’. Both my wife and I looked at each other and then contacted some key people including local decision makes and the Director of the Bald Archy Prize, Mr. Peter Batey. The background to the story was that the exhibition had been offered to Benalla exhibition fee free, as Peter Batey had his early education in Benalla. The key factor was that the Benalla Art Gallery had already committed to exhibitions for 2013.

In an effort to retain the exhibition within Benalla Rural City, key Swanpool people were contacted, included some committee members of the Swanpool Community Cinema, which would be in recess during July and August 2013. A general consensus on lodging an ‘expression of interest’ was achieved and a meeting was held with Peter Batey at the Swanpool Memorial Hall in November 2012. He did express some concern about the lack of hanging space and exhibition lighting, however he was assured that all would be in order, if we were to be awarded dates for 2013 which coincided with the cinema winter break. Two weeks later we received confirmation that we would have sixteen days in the July/August period.

Next came to process of recruiting volunteers, researching the lighting and securing additional wall space. The recruitment of the volunteers entailed visiting with representatives of all seventeen community groups, including our three local fire brigades. Whilst some community members thought that we were ‘off with the fairies’, there were 66 members who stepped up to support the concept.

The event ran for sixteen days from 10th to 25th August and attracted a crowd of 3,378 over the sixteen days, a record for the Bald Archy Prize exhibition.  At the end of the exhibition a function was held to thank those volunteers who had supported the event, and over $22,000 was distributed to their nominated local community groups.

Given the enthusiasm and commitment of the Swanpool and district community members, an extraordinary result was achieved, and the members were left in no doubt that for a combined effort of a positive and enthusiastic group of people, ‘The Sky is the Limit’.


Barry O’Connor,
​23rd October 2022.
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'It's Never Too Late'

24/9/2022

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Whilst in ‘lockdown’ in Perth in June this year, there were a variety of movie options available to pass the time, whilst we isolated for the seven days.
 
One movie reminded me that whilst some items on the ‘bucket list’ may have not yet been achieved, due to variety of reasons, it is never too late to review your ambitions.

The movie was ‘Never Too Late’, which was released in July 2020. It is a story of people needing to escape the Hogan Hills Retirement Home for Returned Servicemen and Women, in order to realise their dreams before it’s too late.

Without giving away the story line, there is the ‘never too late’ marriage proposal, along with a father and son who have had a trip planned for many years, and men who are focussed on exacting revenge on one of their captors from the Vietnam war.

​Movie synopsis:

It has been a long time since Caine, Bronson, Angus and Wendell, aka, 'The Chain Breakers', escaped the torturous Vietnamese POW camp.

​They now find themselves sharing a new prison, The Hogan Hills Retirement Home for Returned Veterans. Each of the boys has an unrealised dream they want to achieve before it's too late. So, once again they band together to devise a plan to escape this new hell. But the rules of engagement have changed, in fact, they can't even remember what they were and that's half the problem.

Whilst the critics canned the movie, I found it very entertaining   with the stars adding their considerable talents to the quality of the production.
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Watching this film made me realise that it is never too late to review your ‘bucket list’, and look seriously at what can be achieved within a realistic time frame, given any current issues that may be impacting on you.
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Barry O’Connor,
September 2022
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'Options'

21/8/2022

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At various times throughout life, we are presented with circumstances offering options, which require careful consideration. Some are not so important as perhaps, “What do I wear today?”  However, others need some careful consideration, as the wrong choice may not be beneficial to yourself, or your family. Yet others, present as the lessor of two evils, which one will have the least adverse impact?
 
Such an option was presented to me just a few years ago. At this time my wife and I had both retired from our corporate positions in Sydney and moved back to Victoria to be closer to family. Our destination of choice was a farming property located in the very fertile Samaria Valley, just 25 kms south of Benalla.
 
We had updated the rainwater storage and reticulation system and had plans drawn up for an extension to the house. Whilst completing some basic plumbing maintenance it was noticed that the pressure pump was coming on at times, when there were no taps on in the house. This can sometimes be attributed to the hot water feed tank located in the ceiling, as it refills after the hot water has been used. However, the stop/start process continued, so it was possible that there was a leak somewhere in the system, however there were no obvious signs. The house being brick veneer had a number of steel vents located in the lower brick foundations to supply ventilation to the sub-floor area. A couple of these were carefully removed and it was discovered that there was in fact a small leak under the house.
 
It became apparent that when the main cold water distribution line was originally installed, it was in galvanised steel and had simply been laid along the ground, and not saddle clipped up under the floor bearers as normal. This resulted in the pipe being in contact with the ground, and over time it had rusted from the outside in, creating a small, but growing, leak. The options were to try and work within the very limited sub-floor space and attempt to remove the pipe, accessing it through the holes where the sub-floor vents were, or ripping up the floor to access the pipe. Option one was chosen, as my wife was not at all attracted to the idea of having the floorboards in the house lifted.
 
Now the sub-floor option would require some very strict planning, to ensure that the house was not without a water supply for more than a day. Prior to the leaking pipe being removed, there was a trip to Benalla to get high pressure PVC fittings and lengths of pipe to the dimensions of the pipe to be removed. The vents were removed and in one location a couple of extra bricks were also removed to allow access to a pipe junction which had to be unscrewed. Fortunately, the take-off points were located near where the vents had been positioned. The removal of the vents allowed my arm, up to my upper arm, to enter the subfloor cavity and unscrew the copper take-off pipes and slide the length of leaking galvanised pipe out from under the house.  Once removed, the steel pipe was laid out on the ground and the PVC pipe assembled to the same dimensions, with the take-offs matching the original positions.  
 
Next came the subsequent set of options. Whilst assembling the replacement PVC pipe, I looked over towards the house to see the tail of a black snake disappearing through the vent hole into the sub-floor area.
 
Whilst contemplating what the next move would be, I completed the assembly of the reticulation pipes ready for reinstallation. Now my thought process was not assisted by the request from my wife, on what the time limit would be before water was restored.
 
My options were, to take my chances with the snake during the underfloor installation, or incur the wrath of an unhappy wife, who was inside the house, without water.  Again, option one was chosen.  I inserted the main sections of the distribution lines, then reached through the vents to reattach the take-off’s, making as much noise as I could, hoping that the snake would retreat to the other side of the house sub-floor area.  
 
Well, it seemed to work.  The take-offs were reattached without incident, while the vents were replaced after allowing a couple of days for the snake to reconsider its ‘options’.
 
Barry O’Connor
August 2022
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'Rebellion'

27/6/2022

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I am not normally a rebellious person, however I will always stand up for the rights of my fellow volunteers in any organisation that I am involved with.

This story starts with myself, as a crew leader for the Samaria Fire Brigade. Samaria brigade received two pager messages at 17.34 and 17.43 on 15th December 2014, to attend fires at Lima South and Tatong. Upon confirmation from Vicfire, based on current need, Samaria Tanker was deployed to a fire at Old Tolmie Road, Tatong at 17.48. Following the suppression of this fire, we were released at 19.30 hrs and returned to the station. We had just replenished our water and supplies on the tanker, when at 20.00 hrs; we received multiple pager messages to attend a number of locations in the Lurg/Winton area. A severe thunderstorm had gone through the region and lit fifteen significant fires between Shepparton and the ranges. We set off to the last pager location which was Kennedy Lane, Lurg, with a crew of five, including myself.

On the fire ground we were directed to a number of fires, which we extinguished and moved onto a more significant fire in very rugged country just east of Tatong. The main outbreak was extinguished; however there were a number of spot fires just inside the perimeter that required monitoring. Samaria was selected to remain on-site, as we had the experienced crew, a 4WD tanker and equipment to deal with the rugged terrain. At one point we went back down the hill to refill with water, and then asked the Incident Controller if he could organise some change-over crew, as two of our crew needed to return home for commitments later in the morning. It was 2 am on 16th December at this point. We were later told that replacement crew could not be located. Upon returning to refill the next time, we dropped off the two crew members requiring a lift home, and the remaining three, including myself, went back up into the hills.

At 3 am we located some burning logs close to the fire perimeter and stopped to extinguish them. In the process, one of the crew slipped and fell, breaking his ankle. He was quickly loaded back onto the tanker and very carefully driven down to the command point, where he was transferred to another vehicle for transfer to Benalla hospital.
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To cut the story short, the crew member was eventually operated on at Wangaratta Base Hospital and returned home, some weeks later. The problem then arose with CFA regulations. Under the Kennett Government the rules had been changed on paying loss of income compensation to anybody in Victoria who was over 65 years of age. The reasoning being that they should be either, on the pension or drawing down on their superannuation. Unfortunately this reasoning did not match reality in any form, as many older Victorians were still employed, either in their own business, or as PAYE employees. By way of explanation, my brother-in-law worked in a special area of insurances, and in 2014 there were over 600 employees and contractors on building sites in Victoria who were over 70 years of age.

Our crew member was 72, however was very fit and had regular seasonal work for over six months of the year. Whilst he drew a pension during the off-season, he declared his income to Centrelink when he was working. The initial approach for loss of income compensation to the CFA was met with a very firm ‘no’.

Well, it was time for me to rebel and fight the case. With the pro-bono assistance of a friend who was a retired County Court judge, I prepared a case to put to the CFA, via the volunteer’s representative group, Volunteer Fire Brigades Victoria.

We pointed out that the current CFA regulations were in breach of at least two Federal Government laws, and we required the loss of income to be paid to our crew member. These breaches of the laws had been pointed out to the CFA in a report in 2011, however they had taken no action to correct the situation.

Upon presentation of our case, the CFA relented and paid all of the assessed lost income. In September 2016 the Chief Officer of the CFA sent a letter to all brigades stating that loss of income compensation would now be paid to all volunteers, irrespective of their age. Not only did this change the policy for the CFA, it set a precedent for all organisations in Victoria with a volunteer component.

I do not normally get as passionate about issues as I did with this one, however we did receive the desired result without the volunteers, or the regional fire brigades, paying out one cent in legal fees. 

I stood down from the CFA in August 2015 after almost 34 years of service, in protest to the treatment of CFA volunteers.   


Barry O’Connor.
May 2022.
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'Community'

23/5/2022

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My sense of community started at a very early age. When I was only 8 years of age my parents moved to Wollert, which was then a small mainly dairy farming area, 28 km. north of Melbourne.

Being a very small community, everybody knew everybody, and it was very much a community with everybody involved in community activities.

From about the time children could hold a tennis racket, there were tennis lessons for the youngsters to provide the future senior players for the tennis club.

The Primary School had a good number of students, with many using different ways of getting to school. In my case, it was a relatively short walk for myself and my brother, but others used bikes, and in one case four members of the one family would ride one horse to school. Many others rode their ponies. There was a paddock at the rear of the school building for the horses and ponies to graze during the day.

From the age of 14 you were eligible to join the Wollert and District Youth Club. I was involved with the club for a number of years in official positions including President and Treasurer. This club promoted interaction between the younger members of the community and involved indoor sports such as volleyball, badminton, and at times ‘mini Olympics’.  The club also organised outings, and I can remember going to Kooyong to see the tennis, and when they were in Melbourne, the Harlem Globetrotters. We also visited operational factories in the evenings, such as Tarax, Carlton United Breweries, and the Herald Sun. On the evening excursions we would stop at a café in Northcote and get hamburgers etc. on the way home. The club had two rules. Rule 1. We do not discriminate against anybody based on race, colour or creed. Rule 2. There are no more rules. At the age of 18, I was awarded the ‘Keystone’ award from the Victorian Association of Youth Clubs for my work with youth in the community.

At the age of 16 you are eligible to join the local fire brigade. My memories of those days, was that there was usually a fire somewhere after the school bus had dropped off the children, who smoked and then started a fire, or in the summer months, steam trains were often the culprit. The replacement crew situation at Wollert was simple, but effective. The first crew would go out as soon as the fire was detected usually around mid-afternoon. Those working out of the district would return home around 5.30 or 6 pm, and the five or six replacement crew would then take a car to the fire, so that the early crew could go home to milk the cows.

I have been fortunate for around fifty years of my life thus far, to have grown up and lived in small rural communities. At different times during my rural life I have been privileged to have been involved with some extraordinary people who have combined their talents and enthusiasm to achieve some extraordinary results for the benefit of the broader community.

One thing that I have benefited from by living in small rural communities, is the fact that they keep you ‘grounded’, and focused on what is important, not only to yourself, but also the broader community.


Barry O’Connor
​May 2022.
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'The Tree'

28/3/2022

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My parents moved to Wollert in 1956. Whilst we had a modest 4 acres of land, we were able to have a house cow, some pigs and a selection of ducks and chooks. My hobby was with the ducks and the bantam chickens. These ducks and chickens were housed in separate substantial structures, which had been erected by my father, who was a master builder. Needless to say, the feathered family members lived very comfortably.

The hen house was constructed under a large spreading gum tree, almost exactly shaped as the one shown here -
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One end was for the normal hens, and the other for the bantams. This was a very favourable position, as the chicken ‘homestead’ got the morning sun, and was shaded by the huge gum tree from the hot afternoon sun. 

I was encouraged by my mother to enter some of my duck eggs in the Primary School section of the Whittlesea Show. To my surprise, I won first prize.  On visiting the show, I was fascinated by the displays of live poultry and how they had been groomed for display. I was sufficiently encouraged to consider preparing some of my bantams for subsequent shows.

One of my hatchings of bantam eggs revealed a pure white rooster, which is unusual from Rhode Island bantams, which are multi coloured. As I was to discover, these appear to be very rare and are a throw-back to previous blood lines, possibly Japanese breeds. I thought to myself that this might just be a winning live entry in the show poultry sections, once he had matured. I should explain at this point that I was 10 years of age and was working with my father at weekends and received £1 ($2) for two, eight hour days.

My little ‘Snowy’ grew and had a beautiful red comb which was a bold contrast to his magnificent white feathers. My father had a friend who had been involved in poultry showing for many years, and told him of the white bantam rooster that I was grooming for showing. Through my father, this friend immediately offered me £1 ($2) for him. I rejected the offer at that point.  A week later the offer increased to £2 ($4). At that point, I asked my father to tell his friend that I would consider the offer and let him know next week.

At this point in history, the fickle finger of fate intervened.  One calm evening, there was an almighty crash in the backyard. We rushed outside to see what the horrendous noise was. Alas, a huge section of the gum tree had fallen onto the chook ‘homestead’, flattening it to the ground in a pile of dust, broken timber and scattered feathers. I was shattered to see the lifeless remains of ‘Snowy’ crushed flat under the wreckage.

Moral to the story: If the chicken is hatched, take what you can get for it!!!!


Barry O'Connor
March 2022
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'Time, Tide and the Tyrell'

28/2/2022

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Whilst researching my family tree, I came across a book titled ‘Time, Tide and the Tyrell’, a history of the Shire of Wycheproof, written by Jennifer McLennan and published in 1994.

The first chapter is dedicated to ‘The Pioneers’ of the region. One particular section in this initial chapter relates to Edward Shepherd, who is often regarded as Wycheproof’s first resident, was employed as a stockman on the Charlton and Wycheproof stations in 1853. Whilst employed on Wycheproof station, he was in charge of 2,000 cattle, and later became manager of Thalia station, before selecting land elsewhere in the region for himself. Edward Shepherd retired into Wycheproof township in 1905.

What was important to me was the mention of the stations that Edward Shepherd had managed.  Whilst my Great Grandfather, James O’Connor did not hold Wycheproof station, he did erect the first hotel in 1874. It was operated by James for 10 years, and in 1884 he sold it and purchased Thalia station.

The original Thalia station had been divided and the section James purchased was known as ‘Killarney’ station and was at that time, 2,000 acres of freehold land and 7,000 acres of leasehold land. James established farming operations including a very successful horse breeding facility. James specialised in race horses, as well as riding and carriage horses. His carriage horses sold for around £100 a pair. He also supplied riding and carriage horses to the Governor, Lord Hopetoun.  
 
In subsequent chapters of the book another site came to notice. A school was proposed for Fort Cameron. This was somewhat unusual, as most schools were named after the locality, not the family who had the most students attending. The Cameron family who were in the area were the descendants of my Great Grandmother, Janet, or Jessie Cameron who come to Australia with her family from Fort William in Scotland. The Cameron family have a long history of military service spanning centuries. The Cameron family who settled in the area east of Wycheproof had 15 children, which perhaps explains the naming of the school after the family.

Local history books have been a great source of information about family related activities over the years. There is another book which contains a great deal of history about my paternal family, however it went out of print decades ago, and I am currently searching second-hand book shops for a copy.
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Barry O’Connor.
27th February 2022.
 
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'Triggers'

21/11/2021

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​​Trigger No. 1:  Watching train journeys on television, as I do regularly; I was watching a special on the Canadian Rocky Mountaineer train. This brought back a flood of memories from a trip my wife and I took in 2000. We were living and working in Sydney at the time, and the Olympic Games were to be held in Sydney. The planned event locations meant that we would have to go around exclusions zones to travel to and from work. In my case it was not as bad as my wife’s, as she would take more than double her normal 1½ hours, to and from work each day. It was decided that the best option was to take leave and travel. Following some research we booked an ‘around the world’ airline ticket and set off on thirteen weeks leave.

The second major leg of the tour took us from Los Angeles to Vancouver, Canada, to board the Rocky Mountaineer train trip. The last stop on this trip was at Banff, where we were booked into the Fairmont Banff Springs Hotel. On arrival we were given our room key and the location of the room was explained. It was not until we got to the room that we realised that we had the most spectacular views from the hotel, across the valley to the mountain range beyond. 
 
There was only one problem, the room walls sloped in rather steeply. For me being, 190 cm in height, it meant walking with bent knees around most of the room, except for a small area near the entrance door. We managed the situation and enjoyed a couple of very special days exploring the township and surrounding areas.
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​​Our room's location at the Fairmont Banff Springs Hotel, grey turret, top right hand side.
​This is a similar image to one of the windows in the room.   We did not have a lounge at this window, but a café style booth with bench seats on either side of a central table.   However, the view is the same as we had from our room. The other window in the room contained the king sized bed.
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Trigger No. 2: I was watching the news about yet another change in the Japanese Government, when I reflected on some of the more unusual events that took place during my visits to Japan on business. I was part of a group of engineers, marketing and sales people from around the world, who were asked by Nissan Diesel to work on a world standard specification for vehicles that could be sold in any country in the world, with the only option being right or left hand drive. 

One day we were to take a break from our meetings. We were collected from the proving ground at Gunma, and taken to the nearby village of Mashiko. This is one of the areas in Japan that is renowned for the production of ceramics and pottery.  The coach stopped outside this very narrow lane within the village. Myself, and Johnny Marks from South Africa, were the tallest members of the group, both being around 190 cm. An older Japanese gentleman walked down the lane towards us. The older gentleman was from the business we were about to visit, he would have been all of 150 cm tall, and when he stooped over he was even shorter. He took myself and Johnny Marks by the hand, one on either side of himself, and walked us back down the lane. One of our group did take a photograph, however I do not have a copy. 

The man took us to what appeared to be a small factory building, which was in traditional Japanese style and looked very old.

​Inside there were potters throwing dinner plates in one room. In the next, were mainly women, decorating these plates with two blue bands, similar to the one shown here, but the bands were about half of the width. In the next room the plates were dipped in glaze and placed on racks. I believe that the kiln area was off to the side of the facility, however we were not taken in there due to space restrictions and safety concerns.

​As we walked out of this smaller building into a huge enclosed space, we were greeted with the sight of literally hundreds, if not thousands, of these plates on racks. There were also rows and rows of racks with serving trays, bowls of various sizes, and a variety of other crockery items, all decorated with the same two blue bands. It was then explained to the group that this business supplied the crockery for most of the 5 star hotels in Tokyo, and they had been doing it for over 400 years. These hotels replace their crockery every 12 months, so there is a constant flow of work for the factory.

Trigger 3: Whilst watching the telecast of the Melbourne Cup, I noticed a horse called ‘Tralee Rose’. This brought back a flood of memories from times past when my father, who had a magnificent tenor voice, would sing this song to my mother, when coaxed at public events.  The original Tralee Rose was also Mary O’Connor, the beautiful young girl who inspired the annual Rose of Tralee International Festival. The song ‘Rose of Tralee’ dates back to an original poem written in 1846 by Edward Mordaunt Spencer. The words of the song are credited to Edward Mordaunt Spencer and the music to Charles William Glover, and from records, it appears to have been written around 1850, although no accurate date was located. The song had a revival in 1930, when John Mc Cormack sang the song at the Tralee Festival. It was later recorded by such greats as Mario Lanza and Bing Crosby. 

The chorus,

Though lovely and fair as the rose of the summer
Yet, 'twas not her beauty alone that won me
Oh no! 'Twas the truth in her eye ever beaming
That made me love Mary, the Rose of Tralee.


Barry O’Connor.

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'This (Confusing) Life'

24/10/2021

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I have for some time been totally confused by the mixed messages we have been receiving about Covid 19, the effects, and the complications. The complexity of the confusion has not been helped by a lack of accurate information, the fact that some politicians appear to be playing games with the welfare of the community, and a failure to explain the full story behind the treatment of the community in Victoria. In a word, a lack of ‘accountability’, from our elected representatives and some senior public servants. From the outset, I have seen inept, inconsistent and contradictory decision making.
 
19th March 2020: 2,700 passengers released from the ‘Ruby Princess’ in Sydney without Covid testing.
 
  • Lockdown 1: March 30 to May 12, 2020 — 43 days
 
6th June 2020: A protest march was held in Melbourne with an estimated 10,000 people in attendance. The State Government took no action against the protesters, other than to fine the three organisers $1,652 each.
 
26th June 2020: On this day, during a media interview, it was revealed that the ‘health experts’ had released over 5,600 people from quarantine in Victoria, without testing them for Covid. The Deputy Chief Medical Officer explained during a press interview, that she was acting on a National Protocol. This ‘protocol’ had obviously not been reviewed in light of the Ruby Princess issues that had occurred three months earlier. In this case 2,700 passengers were released in Sydney without testing. They travelled to all states and territories in Australia, and were then credited with 696 active cases spread across the country, with 20 directly attributed deaths.
 
  • Lockdown 2: July 8 to October 27, 2020 —111 days
 
During this time our active cases had been rolling along at a relatively low daily rate, until we passed through the 14 to 21 day window after the protest march, when the numbers increased dramatically. The Government officials denied any connection, however in a media conference the NSW Chief Commissioner of Police, stated that he had reliable information that much of the outbreak was connected to the march and the lockdown of the Maribyrnong housing towers. The Government denied any connection; however they did state in a written media release on 14th July, that five new cases had been linked to the illegal protest on 6th June.
This is some 38 days after the event??  The following day it was revealed that there were a total of nineteen active cases connected with the protest march. There were no more figures in connection with the march released after 15th July.
 
  • Lockdown 3: February 12 - 17, 2021 —5 days – followed by severe restrictions.

From the ABC website: The 13 cases so far are all directly linked to the Melbourne Airport Holiday Inn quarantine hotel, involving either returned travellers, hotel quarantine staff or their close contacts. But it's the speed of transmission of the UK variant that's deeply concerning Victoria's health authorities.
"This is the most infectious strain of coronavirus we have seen," Mr Andrews said as he announced the snap shutdown, which he compared to recent shutdowns in Brisbane and Perth.
25th April, Anzac Day. Victoria’s Chief Medical Officer, Professor Brett Sutton, signed off in the previous week to an increased capacity of 85,000 for the Sunday match. The MCG allegedly hosted the biggest sporting crowd in the world since the COVID-19 outbreak, for the Anzac Day AFL clash between Collingwood and Essendon. Crowd attending, 78,000.
Four weeks later Victoria is in lockdown again.

  • Lockdown 4: May 27 - June 10, 2021 — 14 days

From the ABC Website: The Victorian government has announced a seven-day lockdown in a bid to curb the state's growing coronavirus outbreak.
The state's outbreak has now reached 26 cases, with 11 new cases recorded from Wednesday to Thursday. Around 14,000 Victorians are either required to quarantine for 14 days, or test and isolate until negative. One of the cases was in hospital on a ventilator, but it is understood they were moved out of intensive care on Thursday night.

  • Lockdown 5: July 15 - 27, 2021 — 12 days

From the ABC website: Premier Daniel Andrews has confirmed the Victoria-wide snap lockdown with "a heavy heart" after two more local COVID-19 cases were recorded this afternoon.
It brings the state's outbreak to 18. The entire state will be locked down from 11:59pm tonight until 11:59pm next Tuesday. It is the fifth lockdown since the pandemic began and the third this year.
Mr Andrews said contact tracers and public health experts were moving faster than they ever had and were doing a "brilliant job". But he said the speed of spread of the virus meant cases could "ultimately get away from us". The premier said the state had no choice but to enter a "short, sharp lockdown."Key points:
  • Victoria will be locked down from 11:59pm tonight (15th July) until 11:59pm next Tuesday.
  • Two more cases were announced this afternoon linked to the MCG and Maribrynong apartments.
  • There's no guarantee the lockdown will end after five days, but restrictions in regional Victoria may end earlier.
 
  • Lockdown 6: August 5 - October 26, 2021 — 82 days
 
From the ABC website: Victoria has entered its sixth lockdown in response to unexpected new mystery cases of COVID-19 in recent days. Eight new cases of COVID-19 were reported in the state on Thursday, with six of those from results received on Wednesday.
 
Premier Daniel Andrews described the decision to lock down again as "very difficult".
"I can't tell you how disappointed I am to have to be here doing this again," he said.
"But with so few in the community with one vaccination, let alone two, I have no choice but to accept advice, and we collectively [have] to make this important decision to keep Victorians safe.
"The alternative is we let this run … away from us and our hospitals will be absolutely overwhelmed [with] not hundreds of patients but thousands."
 
Lockdown ended early on 22nd October due to high vaccination rates.
 
Victoria currently has new case numbers hovering around 2,000 per day, and the Premier has opened up the state??? I refer to the statements made by the Premier above, in relation to the hospital caseloads.
 
Announced on Sunday 24th October: From Friday 29th October, all Victorians will be free to travel around the state. But stay tuned for when Victorians will be able to travel to another state of this ‘Commonwealth’.
 
The Covid vaccine will not stop us contracting the disease, or transmitting it. It will however, significantly improve our chances of surviving from it.
 
PS: I have yet to locate any explanation of how many thousands of people managed to get onto passenger aircraft and cruise ships around the world in early 2020, whilst infected, but not symptomatic? This did not happen by accident!
 
 
Barry O’Connor.
October 2021.

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'If Only I'd .... '

26/9/2021

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These words rang in my ears many times during my childhood. As we grow, adults tend to give you the minimum of information by saying ‘don’t do that’, or ‘don’t go in there’. But you ask yourself, “why??” Is there something in there that may harm me, “what is it??” and yes, in the absence of any further information, you invariably ignored the basic warnings and went about seeking confirmation as to why you had been given the instruction.

There were a number of these warnings given to me over the years, but I still sought out the confirmation. One specific incident occurred as we were about to go out. The plan was to move the calf that we were rearing, from the milking shed and tether it out in the paddock so its mother could feed it that night, as we would not be home to milk her. I was told to wait until my father came to assist, as the calf was now rather large and very strong. I duly ignored the instruction and went to the milking shed to move the calf on my own. Well, I untied the calf and was walking out through the yard, which was very muddy at the time, when the calf bolted. I did not let go of the rope and was dragged through the mud and manure for some considerable distance, until the calf stopped at its mother to drink. I was covered in mud and manure from head to toe. My father arrived and secured the calf to the post it was to be tied to. All my mother and father could do was laugh at the sight of me soaked, and in need of an urgent bath and a fresh set of clothes to go out.

History is a marvellous thing, we cannot change it, we can only learn from it. Ignoring instructions does become part of your adolescent leaning process; fortunately my learning process did not result in any serious ongoing injuries.

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Barry O’Connor.
September 2021.



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'Crash!'

23/8/2021

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​Whilst living in Sydney I became involved with motor sport. As a member of the Southern Sporting Car Club, I developed a four door MK2 Ford Escort into a fairly competitive circuit car. In March 1998 I was accepted as a member of the club team to compete in a super sprint event at Amaroo. Amaroo was a very picturesque circuit located in the suburb of Annangrove. This was to be one of the last events at Amaroo, as it was scheduled to close in August that year to make way for a housing development.

Super sprints in club motorsport are time trials, and are run against the clock with only two cars on the circuit at the same time. My nemesis was Alistair Browne from the Alpha Romeo club who always seemed to produce a better lap time than myself. On this particular day I was determined to better my existing lap time and take the points from Alistair for the first time. The car had been tuned and was running perfectly, and with the first lap I was able to reduce my pervious lap time of 72 seconds, down to 66 seconds. However there were further improvements to be made. During the day, subsequent runs continually reduced the lap times down to almost 60 seconds.

For the last sprint of the day, I was lined up with Alistair Browne. I was determined to beat him and break the 1 minute barrier. After getting a blinding start, I led into the first corner. The third corner was a sweeping bend called Dunlop Loop, this is where the wheels fell off, literally!! After exiting the sweeper, an axle broke and the right rear wheel decided to leave the scene without permission, and took off into the bush. In the process of departing, the wheel managed to unbalance the car rather abruptly. I was desperately trying to regain control, however the car failed to respond at this critical point in the proceedings.

It is said that when a person is under severe stress, their life flashes before their eyes. This did not happen to me. What was flashing before my eyes, were the trees on the outside of the circuit, with the added complication that they were upside down.  I do recall saying to myself in a millisecond, “This may not end well”. One also tends to become very religious in these circumstances.

During the bumps, thumps and the bangs, I managed to turn off the ignition and firmly grasp the steering wheel to avoid my arms being thrown around inside, or outside, the vehicle. When the noise stopped, the car was on the grassy infield facing in the correct direction of travel, and upright. I do recall the flag marshal running up behind the car, speaking on the radio, “I think he’s dead”. To which I replied, “I am not dead, please help me out of the car”, or words to that effect. I emerged from the wreck unscathed, with only bruising to my shoulders from the racing harness.

A quick inspection of the car revealed that during the airborne activities, the other rear wheel had also departed.

From Alistair’s description, “When I came around the corner, the Escort was completely inverted, three metres above the track, and sideways to the direction of travel. You were still going that fast that I could not catch you, however when you hit the ground between rolls and flips, I did manage to catch up”.

Degree of difficulty….not rated as the jury is still out on whether the driver problem created the mechanical failure, or the mechanical failure created the driver problem. Artistic merit and presentation, as rated by Alistair Browne,…10/10.

After the compulsory medical check I was released to inspect the remains of the Escort, which had by this time been returned to the pits on a tilt bed truck. One bystander, who obviously had a Degree in Mechanical Engineering, offered his considered opinion, “It’s stuffed”. I could have done without that input at the time, but unfortunately the mighty Escort’s injuries were extensive and proved fatal. In a brief, but moving ceremony, the log book was closed and the Escort deemed gone forever at 19.00 hours on Sunday 29th March 1998.

The remains were transported to my local panel beater who offered a similar response to the trackside expert, only in more colourful language. His assessment was that the car had rolled from side to side, end to end and corner to corner, seven times. The impact was so severe that the axis of the body had been twisted around 5 degrees. The only panel on the car that was not damaged was the passenger side rear door, shown in the image below.

​Barry O’Connor,
August 2021'

​PS: The surviving mechanicals were salvaged from the wreck and installed in a two door Escort shell. This car then won the club circuit championship a number of times with subsequent owners from the same car club.
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'Cringe'

26/7/2021

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My 'cringe' experiences are separated into three periods:

  1. During my early childhood my major cringe periods were when my Mother would mention the words, ‘Hypol’, which was a cod liver fish oil, which tasted terrible.  Believe it or not, the product is still inflicted on the community today, albeit in a number of formats that appear to have had the taste genetically modified to be more acceptable. The second cringe moment would be when my Mother would mention ‘Milk of Magnesia’. This was an equally disgusting product that had the consistency of liquid chalk and did not taste much better.  This product is also still available through health food shops.
  2. My second cringe period was going to the Dentist. In my younger days a dentist in Preston suggested that he remove all of my teeth and replace them with dentures. Fortunately my parents thought it better to get a second opinion, which resulted in me keeping my teeth and having a new Dentist. Our new dentist was Mr. Podbury who had his dentistry next to the Plaza Cinema in Reservoir. I think that he treated most of the children in the adjoining northern suburbs. When I moved to Sydney in 1995, I was fortunate to locate a dentist near our home that practiced painless dentistry. Since moving back to Victoria, I have been unable to locate a dentist in the region who subscribes to the same processes.  I still have my original teeth, although some at the back are now missing, but I do not have dentures or plates.
  3. My current cringe moment is when I look at the television and a politician’s lips are moving. I find the whole political process at the moment rather disgraceful. Not only do they avoid answering the question directly, but they then proceed to expound their own virtues, and continue to make derogatory comments about the opposition members. Perhaps if some of these ill-mannered ‘elected representatives’ got on with the management of our taxes for the benefit of the country, we might all be a lot better off. When the next State and Federal elections are held, we as Australians need to think very carefully about the candidates and vote for the person who we believe to be capable of doing the job without resorting to insolent behaviour.
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Barry O’Connor.
July 2021
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'A Childhood Memory'

29/6/2021

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​My earliest memories are of our house in Lalor. My father and his older brother were the nominated builders on the Peter Lalor Co-operative Housing Project when this house was built. My parents lived in a small cottage in Station Street, Thomastown when they were first married in May 1944. I was born in June 1948.
 
The home in Lalor was at 18 Vasey Avenue and was completed in October 1950. It was a triple fronted brick veneer home with two bedrooms and one bathroom. The rooms were of an ample size and the most unusual feature of the house was that the laundry faced the front street. This is not clear in this image of the house taken in 1950. There was town water connected, however the electricity was not connected until 1952. I do remember the ice man coming to fill the ice chest in the early days. There was an automated telephone connected, however the only phone box was at the Railway Station and was a 600 yard, or 560 mt. walk uphill along an unmade road. The road and drainage system was not installed until 1960, at which time my parents had moved to Wollert. The ‘night cart’ was eventually replaced with a sewerage system in 1973, 26 years after the project commenced.
 
Below is a current image of the house taken in 2018.
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The window that can see on the right is the laundry. I can remember that my mother’s younger sister, Margaret was visiting with us. Margaret was training as a nurse at the Austin Hospital and visited us when she had time off. I can remember that Auntie Margaret called me to come and look out the laundry window. It was snowing outside.  From research, I believe that this would have been in July 1951 when much of the state was blanketed in snow for a number of days.
 
The house was last sold in December 2018 and from the images posted with the listing, the floor plan has not changed since it was built 68 years ago. The only exception to the layout is that the double doors from the dining room to the living room have been removed. The kitchen has been renovated and the open fire in the living room has been replaced with a gas heater.
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​The layout of the buildings has not changed, however the shed has been rebuilt and is now a garage. The fenced section at the rear of the yard was the fowl and duck run with a number of fruit trees.
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​Original photo of myself with 'Ted's' on the step of the original shed.
​Barry O’Connor.
June 2021.
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'The Year that Challenged Me'

19/5/2021

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'Having written previously about 'The Year that Made Me', I considered recent activities and what the challenges had been.'

The year that challenged me was 2013. The activity started in 2012 and continued on into 2014 During this time I was the Chairman of the Swanpool and District Community Development Association and a volunteer in a number of community organisations including the Benalla U3A and the CFA, which I had been involved with for over 30 years.

By June 2012, I had reached the final stages of research for the Diamond Jubilee history book being written pro-bono for the Samaria Fire Brigade, to acknowledge 60 years of continuous volunteer service to the community, which would fall due in September 2013. The research had been in process for around three years and the final draft of the book was now ready for review and editing by fellow researchers at the Benalla Family Research Group. At that point in time I was the Samaria Fire Brigade Secretary/Treasurer as well as being the brigade representative on the Benalla and District Fire Brigades Group.  I was also involved with the Volunteer Fire Brigades Victoria Group, which is the volunteers representative organisation with 52 brigades in my area of responsibility.

Later in 2012 a war of words erupted over the rejection of the Bald Archy Prize Exhibition which had been offered to the Benalla Art Gallery by the creator and director, Peter Batey. Peter had been educated in his early years in Benalla. The controversy received extensive coverage in all forms of the media. The basic issue was that the gallery was already committed to a program for 2013/14 and could not accommodate the touring exhibition. The news reached myself, and my wife, while reading the Benalla Ensign one afternoon, as we sat down for afternoon tea. We looked at each other and decided that, as the Swanpool hall was likely to be available during the cinema’s winter break, we might be able to retain the exhibition within Benalla Rural City. We immediately canvased some of the key local decision makers, gaining a general consensus that we should at least put in a bid. My wife, Pamela, contacted Peter Batey and he agreed to consider our proposal.  In November 2012 Peter Batey came to Swanpool from his home in Coolac, New South Wales, to speak with us and look at the facilities. He was very impressed with the hall, but expressed some concern about the lack of hanging space and lighting. He was assured that if we were to be allocated dates for the 2013 tour, we would have the required infrastructure in place. We must have been convincing, as two weeks later we received an email confirming that we would be allocated the dates of 10th to 25th August 2013.

There is an old saying, bite off more than you can chew, and then chew like hell!! This was about to be chewing on a monumental scale. Firstly, we had to meet with representatives of all of the seventeen local community groups, put our proposal to them, and request their assistance with volunteers. The plan was to allocate donations from the event proceeds to our local community groups based on their contribution to operating the event. This was not payment for service as this would raise issues with payrolls and associated taxes. The hours would be simply a guide to allow us to reward the community groups contributing to the event. Some seemed very sceptical and some thought we were off with the fairies, however enough volunteers stepped up to fill the roles.

Next we had to address the lack of lighting and the hanging space in the hall. We were able to obtain some wall modules on permanent loan, and the Swanpool Men’s Shed refurbished them and installed the latest in art gallery hanging equipment. Lighting was addressed next. Fortunately, there had just been a paper issued in March 2013 by the Smithsonian Art Museum on the latest energy efficient and zero emission gallery lighting. We attempted to source this new lighting format, but supplies in Australia were in industrial flood lighting fittings and in the wrong Kelvin colour range for art illumination.

Middy’s in Benalla contacted the manufacturer, and yes, they could produce the lights in the correct colour range, but could only supply industrial light fittings. The order was placed. The lights duly arrived and were installed in the hall and on the wall modules. It is believed that Swanpool was one of the first locations to install this new Cree (chip) lighting in a gallery in Australia. This lighting format is now used almost exclusively in art galleries and conservation workshops around the world. The hall gallery space was set up to ‘world’s best practice’ for art exhibition lighting, viewing height and distance.

Now that we had these two main issues sorted, we needed to organise a roster for the 66 volunteers and provide the necessary training and certification for us to be able to run the event. Among these were, obtaining a liquor licence, food handling certification for the volunteers and the facility, event approval from Benalla Rural City Council, design and source merchandise to promote Swanpool and the event, and obtain an insurance extension along with running orientation sessions for the volunteers. The advertising and promotion timetable was commenced in March and ran until the exhibition closed in August. Special vests and aprons were sourced for the volunteers, as we had them all attired in similar dress as used when the cinema is operating. This allows visitors to instantly recognise the volunteers, if they needed assistance or advice. The first event set attendance records for the exhibition with 3,539 visitors over the 16 days, with 1,700 meals bring served in the dining room. Volunteers contributed 1,630 hours to the running of the event.

However, that was not the only event that I dealt with in 2013. I had just completed a community survey in conjunction with Benalla Rural City Council in February 2013 and completed the second edition of the Swanpool and District Community Plan in June 2013.

During the Bald Archy event, the fire brigade books arrived from the printers and a quick review located the fact that one page had been duplicated and one deleted. All copies had to go back to the printers for correction.

In July, just prior to the Bald Archy Exhibition being set up, we held a ‘Christmas in July’ in the hall for the local community and friends.

On 14th September the Diamond Jubilee event took place in the Moorngag Hall for the Samaria Fire Brigade. The book was launched and service awards given out to the volunteers.

In December 2013 we ran the annual Swanpool Swap Meet and Village Market.

I was glad to see the end of 2013, however I was to be further surprised by being nominated as the Swanpool/Lima Local Hero on Australia Day 2014. Following this award I was required to go to Benalla for the formal Australia Day event. I was indeed very surprised and honoured to be named Benalla Rural City, Citizen of the Year.

Whilst I was challenged during 2013, it was a very rewarding year, as I was equally supported by my wife and a very talented and enthusiastic group of extraordinary volunteers in the Swanpool district.


Barry O’Connor.
​May 2021.
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'A memoir of importance to me'

28/4/2021

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This story has been written in the context of an 'aide-memoir', defined variously as 'a blast from the past'; 'a list used to remind you of something'; 'something, usually written, that helps you remember something'; 'an aid to the memory, especially a book or note';  '"a memory-aid; a reminder or memorandum, especially a book or document serving this purpose"

Early in 1998 my eldest daughter and her husband planned a trip to Europe. In preparation for their trip, my daughter did some initial research on the family history. As part of this research she contacted the Wycheproof Historical Society and was put in touch with Allan Milburn, who was not only a member of the society, but also the local newsagent. The result of the research was very informative, however did not have all the information that she was seeking about the O’Connor’s. This would be investigated during the trip. Whilst in Ireland she would visit relatives and friends of her husband’s family. In Ireland she made contact with the genealogical centre in Clare, to learn that my Great Grandfather, James O'Connor, had been born in 1840 in Tiermaclane, County Clare, Ireland.  

I took the information ‘on board’ and the further investigation of the family history was put on the ‘to do’ list, until the Covid restrictions were imposed early in 2020. I did have a lot of information about the family tree which had been completed by the Benalla Family Research Group at the request of my wife, who presented it to me as a surprise in 2015. Whilst there were names on the family tree, there was obviously a background to each individual shown. The search began with the original family tree research as a basis, and then the resources of Ancestry and Trove.  During the journey, additional information came from two cousins who contacted me during my Ancestry research.

My initial contact was with Allan Milburn, whom my daughter had been in contact with some 23 years previously. To my surprise Allan remembered the details of the contact and the letter that he sent in response to a request from my daughter. Allan’s first comment to me was, “You realise Barry that your Great Grandfather was very highly thought of in the Wycheproof area, and was considered one of the founding fathers of the community”. This surprised me a little as the information that I had at the time, did allude to some community involvement, but not to the extent that I would later discover.
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In March 2020 the research project commenced in earnest and I was to discover that my Great Grandfather was indeed one of the founding fathers of Wycheproof. James was a leader in the building of the first Catholic Church in 1877 and was actively involved in any project involving the advancement of the community.  He built the first commercial building in Wycheproof, a hotel in 1874, he served as a Water Commissioner, a Racing Club official, President of the Agricultural Show Society, and a trustee of the Mechanic’s Institute. James was actively involved in the extension of the railway and on Friday, September 28, 1883, the long awaited "official opening" of the railway took place. In 1890, along with two other councillors, James started a project which saw the Wycheproof Hospital open in 1898. He was a Councillor on the St Arnaud Shire 1885-1894. In May 1893, he commenced work on splitting the huge shire. The Wycheproof Shire was formed from what was the North Riding of the St Arnaud Shire.
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James was Shire President at the time of the split and the formation of the new Wycheproof Shire in April 1894. The new shire had an area of 620 square miles and a population of 1850. The shire was subdivided into three ridings.  James served an initial term on the new shire from 1894 to 1898.

Later in my research, I came upon a news article by accident, which revealed that during his time on Council in 1885, James was also involved in the ‘Dog Netting Fence’ project that covered 204 miles from Tyntynder to the South Australian border, to prevent wild dogs and other vermin from entering 1.2 million acres of farmlands to the south.

There is more to the story of James O’Connor which would fill another thirteen pages, however the 'aide-memoir' which prompted the new investigations came from my eldest daughter in March 1998.

Barry O’Connor,
24th April 2021.
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'Too Hard Basket'

22/3/2021

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My predicament was that the two car garage on the property that we purchased in 2017 was not insulated. The main problem was that the roof was very low, painted dark grey, and the temperature inside the garage was oppressive on sunny days, usually being over ten to twelve degrees higher that the outside atmospheric temperature.

What could I do to reduce the temperature inside the building, so that I could work in the garage on sunny days? It was all a bit too hard, so I parked the project for a number of months until I could think through the processes required.

First attempt: install a rotary roof ventilator. Yes, it did reduce the temperature a little, but not enough. 

Second attempt: paint the exterior of the roof white. Again, a modest reduction in temperature was achieved, but still not enough.

Third attempt: explore the possibilities of installing some form of insulation material under the roof without having to remove the roof sheeting to do so. A number of options were explored, however many options were cost prohibitive. Parking the project up for a few more months allowed me to consider some unusual options. During my working career I had a dealer who kept his workshop cool by spraying water onto the roof of the workshop. The water was recovered into a large storage tank and a pressure pump recycled it in a volume that allowed the water to cool in the tank before being resprayed on the roof. The system worked fine until there were a series of exceptionally hot days and the water would not cool sufficiently to provide the required cooling effect on the workshop roof. The cost of installing such a system on my garage roof would prove to be cost prohibitive.

Having restored a number of cars and trucks over the years, my next thought was to cover the underside of the roof with automotive sound deadening and heat reduction material. This material is a three layer product with aluminium reflective sheet on the face, a ten millimetre thick foam centre layer, and then an adhesive layer. This product can be found on the underbody of most cars and is normally used under the bonnet and boot lids and inside the doors to reduce heat and noise in the passenger compartment.

The next step was to locate a suitably sized product that could be used on the shed. A product was located and other than some minor trimming, was in a size that could be installed with a minimum of fuss. Well, maybe not a minimum!

How do I install this product on my own and still have the sheets aligned correctly to the roof?

An installation process was then developed. Firstly, I needed to align the cut sheet to the underside of the roof panels. It was impossible for one person to install the two and three metre long sheets with the entire adhesive protection layer removed, and have them aligned correctly. Light bulb moment, use 10mm thick bamboo plant stakes to hold the sheet, with the adhesive protective layer in place, and position the sheet in the required location. The next step was to lower the first one metre of the insulation and remove the adhesive protective backing from the sheet and then stick the insulation to the roof. A paint roller on an extension pole ensured that the entire adhesive surface made contact with the underside of the roof. The process was to then lower the insulation one metre at a time and repeat the process, until all of the insulation was attached to the roof. Just to ensure that the insulation stays put, I reinserted the bamboo garden stakes.
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​Did it work? I suspect you are asking yourself at this point in time. A test was done midway through the process. The outside air temperature was 28 deg.c. The temperature under the insulated roof was 26 deg.c, and under the non-insulated section 36 deg.c.
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Barry O’Connor.
28 March 2021.
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