We were recently in Canberra for a day and we paid a visit to the Royal Australian Mint. The picture above is the entry that we used when we visited with our children many years ago. We were now visiting with our granddaughter and we were surprised to find that this is no longer the entry to the Mint.
There is now a fancy, ,much more touristy entry to the Mint and it is wheelchair accessible.
The entry is around the corner from these photos.
The gallery for viewing the Mint is a huge improvement on our experience back in the 1980s. They have excellent displays and interactive exhibits. There is a discovery booklet for children and plenty for children to see and do.
There is a robot on the work floor but unfortunately we were there during holiday time so the robot was only doing a set pattern to let people see that it actually worked. We will need to go back when the Mint in producing money to see the robot in full action.One of the exhibits that caught my eye was the Melbourne Cup trophy from 1888.
It is such a beautiful trophy compared to the trophy the winner receives these days.
The Royal Australian Mint is certainly somewhere you should visit if you are ever in Canberra. I will be returning when the Mint is in operation as I want to see the robot in full working mode.
A while back I posted about a book I had borrowed from the library. The book was Hebrides by Peter May you can find the post here.This is a photograph from the book. The reason I show the photograph is that it rekindled so many happy childhood memories.
My dad was born at Boultach on a croft in the highlands of Scotland in the county of Caithness. When we visited, the croft was farmed by my dad’s brother, my Uncle Donnie. In the school holidays my brother and sisters and I used to go to Caithness to spend time with our cousins. My dad’s other brother, my Uncle Johnie, had a croft at Burrigle, Forse. We had such a wonderful time with our cousins who just happened to be about the same ages as we were.
My family lived in Fife in a village and the experiences we had when we were on holiday were exactly that – so different to our life at home. We had a whale of a time and this photo brought back those memories.
When we first went to Boultach there was no electricity or piped water. We enjoyed the novelty of getting water from the well and reading by the tilley lamps. The freedom we had to play where we wanted and the wonderful baking that our aunts produced was something else again.
To get to the photo . . . . This is a van that is used in Shetland to take foodstuffs to the outlying cottages which is exactly what used to happen at Boultach and Burrigle. Our uncles used to give us spending money and as kids we would eagerly mount the steps of the van to spend the money on sweeties.