The line of red dots in the centre is not an old village but the WWII emergency airstrip. It was gravel and its remains are occasionally dug up in someone's backyard.
The other isolated and grouped red dots are the old villages of the Woy Woy Peninsula:
Woy Woy (uppermost group)
Umina/West Street (lowest group)
Booker Bay (3 dots on right)
Pearl Beach (2 dots at bottom)
Woy Woy village:
Railway Street from the railway station
Masonic Hall Railway Street from the railway station
CWA Anderson Park, opposite the (current) ferry wharf. CWA stands for Country Womens' Association. The equivalent of the W.I. in the UK, not sure what it's American equivalent is.
Old Woy Woy Hotel, the one reputed to be built from bricks nicked from the construction of the railway tunnel.
Woy Woy Library, corner of Oval Avenue. Used to be the old Council Chambers in the 1930s but now the Peninsula's part of Gosford City Council and is administered from Mann Street Gosford.
Soldiers' Park, now known as Woy Woy War Memorial Park. On the water right next to the fish and chip shop.
Woy Woy Football Oval in Oval Avenue, next to the Library.
Woy Woy Wharf. Central part of the village then and now. Within 100 yards of the railway station, the shops and both pubs.
More photos of Woy Woy village at Bustling Downtown Woy Woy
Umina village (West Street):
West Street in 2005. West Street is not substantially changed in the last 2 years.
(Ignore the red circle, it marks a gas thingy up on the ridge.)
Shop down the quiet end of the shops, past the pub.
The pub, on the corner of Trafalgar Avenue. I have no front view of this pub. A glaring omission possibly caused by propping up the bar.
This servo (petrol station) stands where a cinema did in the 1950s, at the Ocean Beach Road roundabout at the south end of West Street.
The West Street anomaly.
Night safe on the former bank. Now the bike shop and now painted blue.
The Catholic church. Rumour has it this place is scheduled for demolition. I saw the drawings for the units to go up in their place but I was drunk at the time and may have imagined them.
Purple people eater, a recent addition to the old village of Umina.
Ettalong village:
The Excrescence. Where the carpark of this thing is there was the Ettalong Memorial Club, a three-storey lump in pebble-crete from whose open windows could be heard the aerobics instructor exhorting her ladies to lift! and lift! and lift!
Drop your pants/ A soul is wasted when there is no aim". Thus quoth the sign at the drycleaners opposite The Excrescence.
That's it for my Ettalong village photos. Hadn't realised it before but I've got bugger all from there. Must remedy!
Booker Bay village:
King's Store & Booker Bay General Store Booker Bay Road Booker Bay.
Old Brick Shop opposite King's Store Booker Bay
This post is about the villages of the Peninsula but it's also revealed some serious gaps in my photo collection. Mostly in Ettalong. So we all learnt summat today. Bless.
P.S.
I don't pass on chain email but this one is amusing.
For those of you who watch what you eat,
here's the final word on nutrition and health.
It's a relief to know the truth
after all those conflicting
nutritional studies.
1. The Japanese eat very little fat and suffer fewer heart attacks than Australians.
2. The Mexicans eat a lot of fat and suffer fewer heart attacks than Australians.
3. The Chinese drink very little red wine and suffer fewer heart attacks than Australians.
4. The Italians drink a lot of red wine and suffer fewer heart attacks than Australians.
5. The Germans drink a lot of beers and eat lots of sausages and fats and suffer fewer heart attacks than Australians.
So eat and drink what you like. Speaking English is apparently what kills you!
13 comments:
Lovely post, lovely photos, lovely place. Charcoal Chicken, Fresh Salads - sounds great.
no you didnt imagine those plans for the catholic church someone wants to build a shitload of units and townhouses on the site but people have been complainig that there will be a increase in traffic as a result I also heard that the church is moving all its services to the big UFO at woy woy!!!
Suzanne, thank yer.
Charcoal Chicken does a nice deep fried spud as well. Nice hot snack after a winter's walkies, though only semi healthy.
Michael, bugger re not imagined. They didn't look very attractive. That lot of units they did in the grounds of the old St John's is nice. Some more of those would be the go.
A Dear Old Thing told me they're locking the door of the UFO as soon as the service starts. I heard they need more bums on pews so locking them out seems quite barmy.
I found this forum last night and i had a bit of a read of it its run by someone calling themselves 'culwalla' who lives up the back of umina somewhere who is VERY pro development here on the central coast
have a read of it if you want to spike:
http://www.skyscrapercity.com/showthread.php?t=88183
of course they would lock the doors of the UFO its going to take off for some distant planet!!!!
See what you mean about Culwalla. He seems determined to turn the Coast into Sydney.
I wish the bloody thing would piss off to another planet. Wild but possibly true rumour now has it the local bishop built to attract the Pope. Wouldn't a nice pressie and a card have done the trick?
i was so pissed off with what they were saying on that forum I nearly sent them a nasty message!!!
if the pope comes here maybe they will take him away in the UFO?? lol
Mwha!
What the hell would he do up here anyways? Coupla hundred blessings maybe then fish and chips in the Pope-mobile parked alongside the memorial park then down the OB pub for a late night ear-bashing from the covers band?
then maybe he could do burnouts in the car park at umina surf club
LOL. That'd fix up his appeal in the yoof demographic.
Those bells that are on top of the UFO are bloody loud I heard them this morning clear as anything and i live just over a kilometer away did you hear them too spike?
I did, blast them. Thought my bloody smoke alarm had gone off.
Wow these photos brought back memories. I was raised in Blackwall Street Woy Woy until my dad joined the airforce back in the 70's and I haven't been back in many years. It's so good to see many of the old buildings still there. I still remember my dad and grandpa taking my brothers and I to the pub and sneaking us sips of beer. Or the day I fell off the peir opposite the railway station when we were fishing. Buying fresh cakes and goodies from the bakery on the way home from fishing,buring to crisp on Umina beach every summer and the amazing train ride the Hawksbury from Sydney. I really must get back to visit one day. Unfortuantely neither of my grandparents houses are there anymore.
Jody
Maybe the Australian lifestyle is what kills you. All that sport on tv, too many football codes to choose from and compulsory voting!
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