Our units were built in the 1980's and recently the main sewerage drain cracked next to our building. They had to shut off the water and sewerage for most of a day so we took the opportunity to go for a drive.
Some poor kid had to work down there all day creating this trench. I suspect he realized that there are better jobs.
A little bridge.
We awoke to another beautiful sunrise. They are common here in winter, particularly in the early morning.
Our route. For the curious, it's pronounced mun-dub-ra not the android auto version of munda berry.
The usual wide street you often find in country towns.
We stopped at the Gayndah bakery for a coffee and a nibble.
For the first time in forty years, I had an apple turnover. My nickname for this common Aussie treat is 'rat coffin'. If you order extra cream as well, it becomes 'rat coffin with pus' which some find a bit off-putting. It was delicious.
Local courthouse.
The upper story was interesting.
Two old country pubs on opposite corners.
The town appears to have fallen on hard times with several empty shops. Sixty years ago, it was very prosperous, but residents typically get in their cars and drive to the nearest big city to shop.
Marianne was complaining that we needed to find a toilet and a few seconds later, this rather nice facility appeared.
An even wider street.
Interesting table top.
The crappiest brickwork I have ever seen. I suspect it was deliberately bad.
XXXX is the name of the local Queensland beer.
The old station, closed many years ago.
My father worked as the maintenance engineer for the district and would come to Munduberra and Gayndah as part of his inspection routine. It's sad to see these closed railways, but they became uneconomic.
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