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“Look out!” I shouted as a loose pig shot by her blind side followed by a sweaty boy with sawdust on his pants and a number flapping on his back.

In the early 1900s game fishing was a relatively new sport and in search of good fishing, enthusiasts travelled the NSW coastline. 

“Well, to be honest,” said the lady to her neighbor in Amway, “I believe in what you’re doin’ but I’m busy the next five years.”

The Skyline drive-in at Lambton opened for business on December 17, 1956, narrowly beaten as the first drive-in in NSW by Bass Hill, which opened a month earlier.

As with the Australian doctor who would x-ray me, years later, there was a lot I could have said in reply, but didn’t. At the time, I got up off the couch, my back feeling kneaded and almost bruised, and went back to work.

Wes was an experienced bird hunter and bagged a pheasant, a grouse and a prairie chicken. I was impressed. He said, “Now, if I can jes’ git a medda lark. I’ll have a Minnesota Grand Slam!”

They had thumped the Knights on 11 straight occasions, including a 27-12 victory just two weeks earlier in semi fi nal two, which left Manly to play Sydney City for their place in the grand final while Newcastle had to bounce back against North Sydney. 

 In 1804 Newcastle was resettled, this time successfully and permanently, and the city, the region and its coal industry was up and away.

   Just after 6.30pm on Tuesday, September 9, 1890, the mayoress of Lambton, Mrs W Dent, stood on the hill overlooking the township and flipped a switch that turned on the first electric lights in the Hunter Valley, “illuminating in a brilliant manner . . . 160 street lights, in addition to a large number of hotels, stores and dwellings.” 

It surprised people outside the city, but not those who lived there, when popular finance magazine Australian Business Monthly in 1992 named Newcastle the best of Australia’s 24 major cities in which to live. 

Newcastle cricketer Gary Gilmour never  completely cemented his place in the Australian cricket team of the 1970s – playing 15 Tests and fi ve one-day internationals between 1973 and 1977 – but on one day at Headingley, England, the cricket world lay at his feet. 

People of the land meet a different kind of deadline. It is not manmade. A reporter must meet an arbitrary deadline. Like this column. I must have agreed on the deadline and it can’t be changed.