As it turned out, I had to travel via places that I frequently drove through years ago, and it was quite amazing to see all the houses that are in an area that I recall as being all acreage lots, farms etc. Now it is suburban! Houses, shops, schools, industrial areas. It is a strange sensation in a way, as my brain had some memories of the roads I traversed, but it had all changed.
Reaching the suburb that we had lived in, and that I would not have visited since the 1980's, I was amazed at the changes. Our regular shopping centre was completely transformed - a roundabout, gardens, etc.
Then I followed the road that once I was a regular on, to our house.
It was the first house we lived in, in Queensland, after we arrived around 1971. We rented there, and it looks like it is still a rental property. It was a weird feeling to see it.
I went on to see my friend, who lived in a retirement village which was build on an old quarry - which was a working quarry back in the '70's. In one part of the quarry is now a lake - which apparently harbours a nasty creature. When the mother ducks take their babies out for their first swim it comes up and eats them.
It certainly looked very peaceful when I was there.
I then went on to the Redcliffe Peninsula as I had some banking to do, and then I visited the Redcliffe Fire Station Art Gallery precinct. It was closed, but I took photos for an article I wrote in Weekend Notes.
I also wrote another article about Monster Trucks. Not my thing, but worth a few lines.