Perth weekend snaps - Western Australia

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Just a quick post from me today. We had a weekend in Perth catching up with family and friends. While we were there we took a ride on the train - something we hadn't done before. I didn't have time to wander... but here are a few quick random pics from our quick walk through Perth (Western Australia's capital city) to the central train station. 

Perth Central Railway Station was designed by Richard Roach Jewell, the same architect of other famous city buildings such as Perth Town Hall, and Pensioners’ Barracks, prior to 1880. The foundation stone was laid on 10 May 1880 and construction took place over ten months before the station was opened to the public for use in 1 March 1881.

It has a few face changes since then! 

Crossing over to the Forrest Chase square from the railway station

On the left is the old Perth city Post Office

Yes there are trees in our city and sitting and walking places - but strangely the city seems much quieter - I think many people go to the big shopping centres in the suburbs now. 

The Perth Town Hall - and the iconic London Court arcade

Built in 1870, Perth Town Hall is Australia's only Gothic-style town hall, and the only town hall in the world built by convicts. 

Built in 1937 London Court is one of Perth’s best loved heritage listed shopping destinations. Inspired by Tudor England and located in the heart of the City, the court links Hay Street Mall and St George’s Terrace.

For more info:

Visit Perth

Perth museums and galleries

Perth Public spaces

I haven't just wandered around Perth with my camera for a long time.... I must do it again soon.... and allow more time to just do that! 

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Remembrance Day

Today on the 11th hour, of the 11th day, of the 11th month, we have 2 minutes silence to remember those who have paid the ultimate sacrifice.

This is the State War Memorial in Kings Park, overlooking the city of Perth and the Swan River. It really has a beautiful outlook over the city. This is where they hold the Perth Dawn Service on Anzac Day - the sun comes up behind the memorial. I took this photo when we were there last Sunday. You can walk under the memorial, where are the names of Western Australian's who lost their lives in war.  My Great-Uncle who died at Gallipoli has his name on this wall.

In the front of this image you can see the eternal flame. 

At the going down of the sun and in the morning, we will remember them.

I read the poem below in a poetry book "A Show of Colours - Poems of the Yilgarn" by Glen Phillips (CREATEC, Edith Cowan University, Mount Lawley, WA)
I thought it fitted the theme for today and recalls the time when young men full of adventure left their families behind..............

Station 6 - Perth                   by Glen Phillips

Troop trains drew out of arched precincts
where the mightly clock ruled over parallel
platforms, where men with lamps and whilstles
waved flags and kept everything on time.

Mother shepherded our little flock
fortified with penny ice-creams
as bands played stirring wartime tunes,
while girl friends and younger brothers
enviously ran beside moving compartments
where khaki-clad soldier boys whistled and grinned
and stowed their kit bags and rifles clumsily
as their last train drew slowly out.

With surprise we saw real tears run
down our mum's face into her ice-cream cone.
Outside the station, horse-drawn wagons waited
and the street photographer in thin and shabby suit
flashed and handed us his ticket. Later
when we viewed the family snap it was sad
the only one missing the action was our dad.