Images from long ago...

The Nevill (the Normandy Nevills) family crest, with my grandfather's name, Edmund Nevill.  Family tree genealogy (be careful, 8mb file jpg) The bird pictured is the British Bustard, a large ground-dwelling bird. The Latin motto refers to the bird's preference to stand its ground rather than flee in the face of danger. Unfortunately this magnificent bird is now extinct. Those familiar with the Australia outback will know the large and beautiful Australian Bustard; although ground-dwelling this bird can fly considerable distances.


Mum (Hilda Evelyn South) Mount Isa Queensland 1936.
Mum had a great affinity for animals, and was loved and supported by many pets throughout her life.


Mum and Dad (Hilary Fines-Clinton Nevill, known as "Bill") newly married, Mount Isa 1936.
Both Dad and Mum looked back on their time together in Mount Isa, before their move to Africa, as the happiest times of their lives. Dad also had a particularly happy childhood growing up in a large family in Dunedin, New Zealand, after his family migrated from Dorset, England.


Mum and Dad, Mount Isa, 1937. 
I don't have many photos of Mum. She considered herself plain, and did not encourage photography.


Ann Althea, Janet Adrianne and Jon (christened Charles Jonathan), Melbourne 1953.
We had arrived from Luanshya, Northern Rhodesia (now Zambia) on the SS Hector in 1951.


Jon and honey-eater, 1957.
Janet had found the young bird below a nest, and as the parents refused to have their baby back, she raised it herself. It stayed with our family for some years after growing up, flying in and out of our house through open windows.


Jon and Chum, 1961.
Chum considered himself one of our family, and came everywhere with us.


Sea cave, Bitangabee Bay New South Wales, 1970.   Rosemary's favourite photo....  mine too...


Rosemary Nevill nee Thorburn 1972.
Yes, that is a pipe she is smoking. Rosemary formerly smoked cigarettes, but gave them up on the day of our marriage.


Butterfly, MacDonald Ranges Northern Territory 1973.
The butterfly, by the way, was black and white.


Frogs, Edith Falls, Northern Territory 1973.
Frogs are usually cryptic, so hard to study or photograph. The frogs at Edith Falls however seemed to rely just on keeping very still against a background for which they were well camophlaged. There are eight frogs in the photograph below, taken of a rock face beside a small waterfall.



Galahs, leaving after feeding on melon seeds, Northern Territory 1974
I like simple photographs... here we have just grass and wings...
Rosemary and I spent two years travelling around Australia in a VW campervan. A wonderful trip, with experiences now impossible to replicate in today's crowded world.


Katajuka (The Olgas)  Northern Territory  1974.
These huge red rocks rise suddenly, dramatically, from an enormous expanse of flat and open plain... In those days there were very few other visitors. Almost every campsite we used in the far north of Australia we had to ourselves. It is different today.


Rock Wallaby, MacDonald Ranges, Northern Territory,  1974.
After the photo was taken I tried to follow her; she leaped so easily from rock to rock I thought the climb would be easy. Actually, it was so steep and difficult the climb was impossible!  Red-brown rocks, red-brown wallaby... The north side of Redbank Gorge.


Jasmine, James and Pia Deane, The Valley of the Monoliths, 1990.
James was nearly four, Jasmine just six years old. This was one of the wonderful places Nerida introduced me to in South Eastern New South Wales. A long walk to the camp, but a magical place... we usually had it to ourselves, a spectacular wilderness...

Nerida and I took Jasmine and James to the Eyre Peninsula, South Australia... quite a long road trip. The kids slept in a small tent beside the van. A very happy time, and wonderful memories...  Including snorkelling with seals (Australian Sea-lions) at their only mainland seal colony...  Point Labatt...  We were lucky... today entry to the seals' beach is prohibited. The vehicle, a Holden HQ 1972 panel van, purchased in 1976, contributed significantly to both my happiness and wealth over the 33 years I owned it. I sold it, with sadness, in 2009.

The snowman is wearing my glasses....


ACS, 1998

Miriam, Friendly Beach, East Coast of Tasmania, 2003.
The day was cold and windy, and the air full of wind-swept sand...
This was a happy time for me, living together at my house in Coolabah Road Sandy Bay Hobart.

Two great hair shots... Miriam above, Alice below....spinifex, hair and red-rock hair....Alice at Diamond Bay Victoria 2014. Although the photo of Alice is recent and so out-of-keeping with the other photos, I just had to put the two shots together.


Scotty Seabrook. 1943-2017. One of nature's gentlemen. An great intuitive engineer, he could imagine and build mechanical devices in a way very few people can, even after decades of training and experience. A much loved father, husband, brother, grandfather and friend. He was still racing motorbikes at age 68.