Hidden Hamilton

The character of the Northern Star Cafe on Beaumont Street has been formed over almost sixty years, infused with the history and aspirations...

For six turbulent years a young English emigrant, son of a publican, pursued his small business dream as the licensee of the Sydney Junction...

‘ The police were great. They were really good. I mean to say, there was the wine bar at Hamilton, and we all used to go up there. And one n...

He denied he’d been warned, that the conversations had ever taken place. After all, James Sharp was acting Overman at the Hamilton Pit, and ...

When you were growing up in Hamilton’, I asked memoir writer Margaret Colditz ‘where was the money?’  ‘The money’, she responded without a ...

Status is having a house on the crest of a hill, fireplaces in every room, and your own underground water tank  so you don’t have to queue t...

There was not a decent street or footpath in Hamilton; they had creeks and watercourses in every direction. [1] Truly, the place looked...

He wore green satin shorts with a white star, and was promoted in boxing circles as Puerto Rican rather than Aboriginal, because of racial p...

The queue surged with a life of its own along Beaumont Street. An excited buzz rose from the young crowd, dressed to dazzle in their up-to-t...

She was working full time at the age of 11, travelled alone by ship from Genoa (Italy) to Sydney to marry a man she had not seen for five ye...