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July 25, 2020July 25, 2020History Out There

A romance that history passed by

May 1, 2020April 30, 2020History Out There

One rifle’s amazing story

April 18, 2020May 12, 2020History Out There

Found in a medieval graveyard

March 25, 2020April 25, 2024History Out There

Lest we forget the other pandemic

May 24, 2019August 22, 2020History Out There

Towns like Linville

February 10, 2019February 10, 2019History Out There

Sherlock’s pocket watch mystery

January 5, 2019January 5, 2019History Out There

Treasure in the eyes of children

October 5, 2018February 6, 2019History Out There

The love that killed a giant

Brookfield Anglican Church of the Good Shepherd 2018
June 8, 2018June 10, 2022History Out There

Secret reminder of the forgotten fighting Logans

April 22, 2018April 24, 2020History Out There

How Lindsay became a hero

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There have been monster stories coming from this one Queensland town for over 160 years, and here are five of the most chilling. Please follow the link on my profile for the story, "Ipswich’s Monster Years." After passing through Dalby on the Western Downs recently, I was inspired to tell the story of the Dalby alderman who was convicted of vagrancy - and sent a record that will never be broken. Please follow the link on my profile for the story, "Dalby’s Record Rogue Alderman". This week I searched an outback area by foot and began to wonder if Maggie was becoming some sort of Lady of the Lake of Arthurian legend. Please follow the link on my profile for the story, "The Quest for Maggie McNeill." Do you care that more than 2 men suicide every single day in Australia after consuming alcohol? Even small amounts of alcohol impair judgement, and despite these statistics, alcohol and gambling companies continue be allowed to leverage the otherwise healthy pursuit of sport to promote their product to our children. Yes children watch sport and yet there is no restriction on alcohol advertising. Sport doesn’t need alcohol to be successful, as proven by the Tiwi Islands football final which I attended recently. I’ve been to finals for the World Cup, European Cup, FA Cup, AFL, NRL, NBL, A-League, and yet the Tiwi Islands final was the best. It was also the healthiest because there was no alcohol that will inevitably harm our children, including those 2 men every, single, day. The matter is urgent, so please join me in supporting @drug.arm to help reduce these harms of alcohol and other drugs by donating here and now, it only takes 2 minutes to help those 2 men make better decisions. I’ve gone in search of the lost grave of Maggie McNeill who went droving through the Darling Downs in the 1880s. This is what I know so far and found this week. Please follow and share the link on my profile for the story, "The Lost Grave of Maggie McNeill." An amazing find while searching an Outback ghost town for the grave of Maggie McNeill lost since 1890. A rectangular, sunken patch of earth covered by rocks. Could this be Maggie? I'm in search of the lost grave of Maggie McNeill. In the late 1880s she went droving north to the Barcaldine region of Outback Queensland, in 1890 drank herself to death, was buried by the publican who then reportedly moved the hotel. The grave has been lost ever since. New information suggests a 1965 road redirection may have gone over the grave. I'm here to find it. He would have played much more if not for the 1936 raw deal. Please follow and share the link on my profile for the story, "Barcaldine Bull Thornton." I've come to Outback Queensland on a quest to find the lost grave of Maggie McNeill, to quote the Blues Brothers, I'm on a mission from God. In 1890 Maggie drank herself to death, was buried by the publican, and then the pub got moved. I owe a debt to Maggie so feel I need to find her, my great-great grandaunt.

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