Buykx family

Melbourne babies (print post)

By buykx-blog-admin on 28 November 2006Comments (1)

The Adventures of William Alexander Buykx (print post)

By Tim Buykx on 03 April 2006Comments (5)

In this the great age of the internet, broadband and the global family, it seemed only right and proper that. I get some piccies of our little man up and out. I must say we have been shamed into action a little by Pete and his postings regarding Louisa, but nonetheless, we are very happy and very proud to be able to introduce our little man to the wider family - and anyone else that happens to look in on this blog.

William Alexander Buykx was born on the 9th of January at the Bendigo Hospital. He weighed in at 3.94 KG (near 8lbs 11oz) and was 53 cms long. The most common heard comment date has been “Gee…. he’s long!”. Yes he is. Not tall. Long. He will graduate to tall when he can hold himself vertical. That won’t be for a while yet!

Soon after the Birth Very Proud Dad
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Albury with Peter and Helen (print post)

By Lucy Buykx on 24 February 2005No Comments Yet

Bill and Leanne drove us up to Albury so they could also pay a visit to Peter and Helen. They stayed for coffee and buns before heading back for the afternoon milking. Peter took us round to their local backpackers where all their important guests stay. We cleaned and brushed up before heading back and enjoying the afternoon and a few beers with them.During the afternoon Helen got a call that her daughter-in-law was in labour, and later in the evening, that she had a new grand-daughter. She was really quite excited. Peter told us several tales about serving in Malaya, and the better pay the Australian forces got. They could drink decent beer in Singapore whereas the British soldier had to make do with Ã¯Â¿Â½topsÃ¯Â¿Â½ Ã¯Â¿Â½ rather closer to shandy proportions than we would expect to find in Britain now.

Of course we had too much beer and ended up watching some American crap on the backpacker tv before falling into bed to be woken up far too early by some eager workman fixing the road outside the window. You gets what you deserve.

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Katamatite (print post)

By Lucy Buykx on 23 February 2005No Comments Yet

Adrian and Susie drove us over to the farm which they managed for many years and is now owned and run by their son Adrian-Bill and Leanne. This is the famous farm of the family reunions through the cousins teenage years. A number of stories of bad behaviour happened right here!It was also my first experience of a dairy farm, and I got up close with the cows during the afternoon milking session. These ladies are very much creatures of habit and were a little put off with a couple of extras in the milking shed. The result Ã¯Â¿Â½ rather more poo and piss than normal Ã¯Â¿Â½ and much of it on me! Actually it wasnÃ¯Â¿Â½t that bad, Bill told us that several times he has ended up with a face full Ã¯Â¿Â½ never stand behind a coughing cow Ã¯Â¿Â½ the shit comes out rocket propelled! (more…)

Benalla (print post)

By Lucy Buykx on 22 February 2005No Comments Yet

what a wonderful place that Adrian and Susie live at! It really moved me with its peace and beauty. I cant work out if I am glad we left it until the end game before visiting. If we had seen it earlier we might have unfairly compared other places in Australia, on the other hand, seeing it now invokes a strong longing to stay much much longer.They have about 70 acres of land with the house set up on the hill to look over the sunset. From the patio you can see over 200 degrees of Australian rolling landscape, but not a single house or road scarring the view. It is astounding. And it is peaceful. Eating supper as the sun went down your cares start to drift away.

In the morning the sun rises in the front of the house, so first coffee was sun worshipping. I got quite teary when we had to leave, if only we could have stayed longer!

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Tim and Pennys wedding at Rupertswood (print post)

By Lucy Buykx on 05 February 2005No Comments Yet

The wedding true was in a small Catholic church in a small village. There was no starch in the priest, or in the readings that included the marriage piece from The Prophet.

The reception was held in Rupertswood, a mansion that could be mistaken for an English stately home. That was the intention to building it and they did a very good job. It is also the original source of the ashes - in 185? Was the cricket match after which the stumps were burned and a pot of ashes given to the English. The site also contains a Catholic boarding school which Robert (brother of Tim) attended for a number of years. He joked that the mashed potatoes and rice pudding stains had been convincingly cleaned off the walls since then. Somehow I don’t think they would have allowed a bunch of schoolboys, however well behaved, to eat in the grand hall we had the wedding breakfast in ;-p