The Bindoon Museum...

The Bindoon Museum was my next stop, and what a fascinating collection of things it contained. 

I loved the collection of hand made wooden miniature cars near the entrance, all had teddy bears sitting behind the wheel, they are all still fully functional yet there was no offer of a demonstration, which I did try to encourage.

 The mannequin in the chair dangling from the roof was apparently saved from a children's hospital that was being pulled down.

The old fire engine was in pristine condition. I expect against a house fire it would have been successful. But with the intensity of a bushfire blaze, it would have stood no chance at all.

I did wonder what life was like all those years ago. Even seeing how heavy the old tractors were; they definitely made things sturdy many years ago.

If it wasn't for people who thought to keep all these things, from old containers to bathtubs we wouldn't be able to step back in time to view their lives briefly.

A simpler time, and an equally harder time, even doing the weekly washing was more than simply pressing a button, it was a full on work out. As was filling a bath with container after container of boiling water.

 It did make me grateful for how easy life is now...