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Monday, 30 April 2012

Bappou's family


I have an update for you...

Remember this post "Any Ideas?"...

Well, it's a long story but I have been in contact with our Cypriot cousins and have further information on the people in this photo...


Here is the photo again to remind you...


These are actually Bappou's (my grandfather Varnavas Varnavides) parents and sisters...  All are in traditional dress.  They lived in Kokkinotrimithia, outside the capital of Nicosia and were farmers.

The man's name is Constantis Violaris, meaning violinist.  Constantis is wearing the traditional Vraka (very loose trousers). He was from Ayios Vassilios, a village near Kokkinotrimithia,  and is my Great Grandfather.


This is my Great Grandmother, known as Violarena- meaning the wife of the violinist.  

Her actual name was Evdokia (Eve) Karakashi, and she was from the village of Kokkinothrimithia.  Constantis (her husband)  moved to his wife's village when they married.




The two girls are Bappou's (my Grandfather Varnavas Varnavides') sisters- little is known about the girl below except...  


Here is some drama for you....  She was kidnapped by/eloped with a Turkish policeman who fell in love with her and never returned to the village.


This is Eleni... 

Her nickname was Pittishikkena...

She married and had 4 children...





There are two members of the family missing from this photo:

Our Bappou Varnavas who came to Australia.  He Anglicized  his name to Victor Varnavides.

His brother Demetris who went to the holy land (Jerusalem).  He was a very good church singer and violinist.  Because of his pilgrimage to Jerusalem, he earned the name Hadji, and hence the Varnavides was dropped as a surname and he became HadjiDemetriou.  


This surname is still in use by our Cypriot cousins.


You may also remember this...




It was written behind the photos and is in perfect Katharevousa, a dialect spoken by the upper class in Greece before Modern Greek was introduced.


It says "Wishes that the New Year finds you in health, happiness, love and joy"...


As Constantinos, our Greek cousin notes....


"The writing proves that Constantis Violaris (Great Grandfather) was relatively literate as only a few people knew how to read and write at the time, and the hand writing is very similar to my (Constantinos') Bappou's handwriting"


Constantinos' Bappou was Costas, who is mentioned in the next post.

Saturday, 4 February 2012

The things you find....



So... I'm cleaning out the study, and have a big bag of books to go to the op shop....


When I happen to stop... and look at the bag I am carting to the front door...


This book jumped out at me...












































So I decide to take it out...




To open it up...










































To find peeking behind the dust cover this lovingly written note from Mum to her "D---? husband" on their anniversary...






























So of course I checked out the page referred to....

And here it is, for your edification, on the second page at the top...



Pretty cool, huh....


Rose on Gavan....

This is also from the "Grandmother Remembers" book.

Since it was dedicated to Lisa, there is a bit about Gavan as well....

So- here 'tis...

Enjoy...









In Rose's own words...



I found something special today while re-organising the study...


It's one of those "Grandmother Remembers" books- I think Anna gave it to Mum some time ago...


At some point, Mum started to fill it in.


It's written from her point of view, and is dedicated to Lisa.




Anyway- I have scanned it for everyone to enjoy before I hand it to Lisa while she is here in Perth this weekend... 


(shhh- it's a secret!) 

















Tuesday, 24 January 2012

The road into Windy...



Driving in to Windy Harbour is really special.


We've all been going there since  the folks bought their hut back in 1960, and there is a sense of home coming whenever I go back...


I've retraced the drive-in on camera, so you can all get the same feeling I always do...


Looking back over the coastal plain away from Windy...



And the road out of Windy towards Northcliffe...



Entrance to Windy...



Beautifully maintained announcement!...





And now onto the "main" road...







First house into Windy is...



Adsy's place!



Most of the huts are named... 


However, we are still discussing what ours could be- well over 50 years later...


For the record, I favour "The Trophy Room" a la the movie The Castle...




A sign pointing to a sign....



A few of the huts and scenery on the way in...










Coming over the rise to see "The Greasy Spoon" on the right...





And "Carney's Corner"..



But wait... what's that on the grass?



There....



No- there....



Yes.... it is!!!


A speed camera!!!



Actually no....


With typical WIndy Harbour (not to mention Aussie) ingenuity...


It's really a wine bottle, a piece of black rubbish bag, a tripod, electrician's tape, a tool kit box, a shaver cord, and a chain...


But it has the same effect!




Turning down our road....







Then.....






Bloody hell!






A Smurf sat on our hut!!!!!











Uncle John didn't tell us and left it for a surprise....


Which it surely was!


Rose would have loved it.... it was the colour she picked..




Just as much as she would have loved the verandah...


Now for furniture!