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22 July '04
That's no bear! If you travel the Bungendore to Queanbeyan road you'll have noticed a change in racial characteristics in the 'native tree bears'. I had a lot of email about the diary entry I wrote about the appearance and disappearance of these small toy bears tied up in trees along the roadside. I also found out who has been putting them up.

Because I think it's a lot of fun I'll keep it to myself, but if you ask around at the pub you'll find out it's a young working guy who lives locally and just puts them up whenever he finds some, (or is given them -' what an opportunity folks, see your bear here!'). There are still a lot in trees where you have to look very carefully because the bears and the tree trunks are brown.

It's the new flouro coloured ones that have taken over, and this one, whatever it is, is just begging to be removed but it seems that only the tasteful ones get 'stolen' or 'rescued'. Whoever takes them down, I hope they go to good homes and that there's not some 'bear fetishist' out there.
25 July '04
Bungendore Supermarket's new check-outCounter intelligence.  
Ok, where do I pay, oh.. over there. There's been a movement within the financial markets in town. The supermarket and the bakery have shifted their counters around. In the supermarket they got tired of standing in the freezing draft every time a passing dog opened the automatic doors. It's now been built to one side and it allows for a longer queue without blocking access. It seems to work ok.

Gunna Doo's new purple countersThe Gunna Doo Bakehouse has combined their need for a longer counter section with a strange purple repaint, not so attractive a colour to display food against, and it has a much more temporary feel being pushed together in a wobbly line. There is now a lot more room for the expanding line of cakes and pastries. That's probably indicative of the out of town visiting customers who come in for the free tea and coffee from the cafe bar if they purchase a cake or a pie.
Change is good isn't it? Yeah, mostly.

I mentioned the pending railway track work and it's now in full swing. The railway yards at the end of our street are a hive of activity with a dozen or more workers there during the day, and rows of track 'ripping up' and re-laying equipment, and fuel drums full of small parts everywhere.

I sometimes forget that Bungendore is a railway town, a couple of times a day you hear the boom gate bells and then a 3.00am in a still night, a loud crash of a shunting goods train and hard revving diesel engines sometimes wakes you up. But there's more road heavy traffic through town than there are trains.

When there was an attempt to move the timber/logging freight loading from Tarago to Bungendore (I think that's what it was) some years back, it was much more a problem. All the loading work had to be done at night when the line was clear of passenger traffic and the crashing and banging was much more intrusive. I think it was complaints that made them stop.

With this rail update they seem to be doing it to a strict daytime schedule. It's all quiet at night.
 

Along with the recent road edge grading around the district, the council graded the road at the end of the 'industrial estate' area in town. The loop of dirt road that runs up King Street to Majura Street and turns back to being sealed road at Forster Street has a few less bumps but a lot more dust. That stretch of road and the almost hidden sealed section that is in the middle of the block from it's industrial days, has been our 'learner driver' track for all three daughters.

It's almost always deserted and you just have to watch for the local young guys (mostly still with P plates) who use it as a rally track, sliding their cars at speed around the circuit. It wouldn't affect many people except for those of us teaching daughters to drive and park, and those walking their dogs who have to clutch hounds and leap into the long grass to avoid the car.

This block between Forster Street and Majura apparently has been contaminated with industrial chemicals (I think it was a Koppers wood treatment plant) and now can't be built on. It's a pity as it's a big space on the edge of town that could be used for further development. There was a mention in the latest Bungendore Mirror by Graham, the owner of the mechanical service business on the Buttmaroo/King Street corner about the lack of space to grow.

(The 'Mirror' is now online with each issue in large single page PDF files if you've got the time to download them. Given the trouble they've had distributing the paper to us in town within even two weeks of the cover date, online viewing may be the best option if you need the latest news.)
 

I watched this boy on the BMX track next to the Community Centre, trying to avoid the dog intent on chasing him. I couldn't tell if it was his or someone else's running loose. The dog was having a great time, not so the boy who was riding by himself and dodging the pup and yelling 'Go home'.

Speaking of homes, this area is slated to be the future home of our new, as yet unnamed, Shire offices building.
30 July '04
After my last diary piece about holly, I was pleased to see this attractive bunch of variegated holly as a decoration at St. Phillips Church. You ask "Why was Fred in church looking at the decorations?". Well, we were there for Bungendore local Moya Simpson's concert of her favourite songs - 'I've got my Standards'.  I'll cover the concert in the next diary, it was a very enjoyable evening with a special intermission.
Fred Harden  
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