Sydney was not on my TBR list for this week, or for my AusReading Month.
But my free-range reading habits kicked in on Wednesday…& Sydney by Delia Falconer was the result.
I was heading into The Museum of Sydney for the Harry Seidler Painting Towards Architecture exhibition, when I realised I didn’t have a book for the ferry trip (or the coffee shop I planned to stop at en route!)
I wanted something small that I could cradle in my hand.
I wanted something that would fit into AusReading Month.
I wanted something non-fiction for Non-Fiction November.
I wanted something historical, something Sydney.
And I wanted something lush & gorgeous to help lift me out of an irritable mood (don’t get me started on the topic of back pain and sinus headaches!!)
I did start Sydney over two years ago.
It stayed in my backpack for the days I took an excursion into the city to check out an exhibition or stroll the Botanic Gardens. I had made my way throughthe first few chapters when a household clean-up at some point, removed the book from my backpack onto a bookshelf….where it languished forgotten, until Wednesday.
It was the perfect accompanionment.
I thought I would just glance at the previously read chapters to remember where I was up to. But instead, I found myself poring over every single page, devouring Delia’s stories with relish (& a good coffee from The Governor’s Table).
My trip to the Harry Seidler exhibition will appear on my other blog (eventually). For now let me rave a little more about Sydney.
Falconer is of a similar age to myself – her Sydney – her generation is also mine.
I did not grow up in Sydney, but we lived on the Central Coast for most of the 70’s.
I also have a sister who required ongoing medical & dental treatment from 6mnths of age. This meant we had regular trips into Sydney to visit doctors and dentists. We usually travelled by train.
I never tired of that amazing moment when Sydney Harbour finally came into view – the bridge, the Opera House & Luna Park out the other window.
Some visits were quick in & out trips – harried, hurried trips with prams and babies, negotiating the forbidable smells in Wynyard Station, dusty Martin Place crowds & the intimidating Georgian arcitecture of Macquarie St specialists.
But other times we explored.
We took ferry & hydrafoil trips across to Manly, we walked through the safe end of Hyde Park to enjoy the cool shade under the avenue of trees, we strolled through David Jones admiring things we could never afford & occasionally, on those very special trips, we found an old milkbar with speckled mirrors & long booths & pictures of the old country to enjoy a creamy milkshake.
Over the years we dodged flashers in the park, drunks in Martin Place and homeless men in the echoey, smelly caverns that were our underground train stations. We spotted politicians & news readers walking the streets.
Our visits often coincided with special events (I wonder now if mum planned them that way?)
As teenagers we witnessed the grand re-opening of the Queen Victoria Building. We watched the Queen offcially open Darling Harbour. We went up CentrePoint Tower within months of it opening. We rode the monorail to nowhere.
My knowledge of Sydney is not as intimate as Falconer’s, but we share a love of jacaranda’s, Sydney sunsets, the Rocks & the (once) grimy, dangerous Inner West suburbs.
Early on, she reflects,
Ask anyone who lives in a large city to describe ‘their’ town and it will probably be the city of their early twenties, when their generation seemed to own it.
for every golden dusk, or street of flowering gums, there will be a factory or endless run of discount liquor barns, fast food joints and car yards.
The thing about this city is that you always feel the dark pull of the earth, along with the urge for sea & sun.
- Winner of the “Nib” CAL Waverley Library Award for Literature, 2011.
- Shortlisted Prime Minister’s Literary Award (Nonfiction), 2011.
- Shortlisted Colin Roderick Award, 2011.
- Shortlisted NSW Premier’s History Awards (Community History), 2011.
Title: Sydney Author: Delia Falconer ISBN: 9781921410925 Imprint: NewSouth Publishing Published: 1st December 2010 Format: Hardback Pages: 304