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The Avondale Poets
Cherie Sinclair


Cherie Sinclair was born 1930 @ Tyringham  NSW,
daughter of "Poppy" Day & Baden Sinclair.
She married Robert (Bob) Masterman in 1955 @  Brisbane, QLD, Australia
Cherie nee Sinclair is the daughter of "Poppy" Day  1906 - 2004,
the granddaughter of Mary nee McLachlan  1883 - 1959,
the greatgrand daughter of Dan McLachlan  1852 -1917,
& thus one of the great great granddaughters of  -
"McLachlan of Avondale" in Australia from 1850

Cherie & Bob Masterman  - wed day
Cherie & Bob Masterman - wedding day

 The following poemlet
is from Cherie Masterman
in response to Alison's Tribute to -
Poppy Day  1906 -2004 

Thank You

Dear Alison,
I thank you from my heart
And from Julia too.
If she could see your tribute
She'd be so proud of you.
What a lovely thought
And from one so far away.
"Thank you" seems so small a word
For all I wish to say.
But it comes from the heart.
Love - Cherie.

- Cherie  (nee Day- Sinclair)  Masterman 

Jacaranda grafton nsw
Jacaranda Grafton nsw

Swaying Jacarandas

It's Jacaranda time in Grafton
Where the Clarence river flows.
Now's the time we hasten
To chase away your woes.

For the Jacarandas are blooming
Their beauty is everywhere,
In the blossoms now on ground
Once swinging in the air.

A mass of bell-shaped blossoms
Covered with the dew,
Above the coloured flags
Placed there to welcome you.

There're many scenes in Grafton
But nothing to compare
To the Jacaranda Avenue
Nor our Market Square.

Cherie  (nee Day- Sinclair)  Masterman

Jacaranda Grafton nsw
Jacaranda Grafton nsw

From My Window

I'm standing at my window
And gazing o'er the town
Such a sight of picturesque beauty
Would chase away each frown.

I see the Clarence River
Ever flowing on its way
And know that further onward
The fishes leap & play.

Here before me lies the township
With the jacaranda trees
And their purple flowers
Rocked gently with the breeze.

Clouds of purple blossoms
Suspended in the air
Then softly float to earth
To scatter here & there.

They make a purple carpet
For all of you to tread.
Though there're many blossoms fallen
There're still more overhead.

In many years to come
May they an emblem be,
An emblem of this city
Of the Jacaranda tree.

Cherie  (nee Day- Sinclair)  Masterman

Parents are Cherie & Bob Masterman  -  son Ian & Sharon wed  -  wed  -  on our left is Jo  - dau of Cherie
Parents are Cherie & Bob Masterman - son Ian & Sharon wed - on our left is Jo - dau of Cherie

Dewdrops

Dewdrops on the flowers
Scattered o'er the town.
Nature's own bright jewels
Came softly with the dawn.

Magic little dewdrops
With a beauty that is rare,
Now glistening on the leaves
Came floating from the air.

Richer than our jewels
Dewdrops on the lawn,
Swiftly as they came
Have vanished with the morn.

Cherie  (nee Day- Sinclair)  Masterman

TRIBUTE to -

Mary Agnes  (aka "Molly")  McLachlan  born 1883 @ Armidale NSW daughter of Dan McLachlan born 1852, granddaughter of "McLachlan of Avondale"  married John Alfred Day  (known as - "Jack")  in 1905 @ Hillgrove NSW  died @ Port Macquarie NSW  in  1959

This Tribute is written by -
Cherie Sinclair born 1930 @ Tyringham  NSW
daughter of "Poppy" Day & Baden Sinclair
married Robert (Bob) Masterman in 1955 @  Brisbane, QLD, Australia
Cherie nee Sinclair is the daughter of "Poppy" Day  1906 - 2004,
the granddaughter of Mary nee McLachlan  1883 - 1959
the greatgrand daughter of Dan McLachlan  1852 -1917
& thus one of the great great granddaughters of  -
"McLachlan of Avondale" in Australia from 1850

Fond Memories of Mary
by Cherie Masterman, a granddaughter

Mary nee McLachlan Day  in her mature years
Mary nee McLachlan Day in her mature years

I have wonderful memories of my grandmother, Mary, --- back as far as Pre World War 2. The first memories I have of Mary are between five & eight years of age, when I would see Mary , her husband, Jack & son, Doug, arriving in the  "ute".  On the way from their farm, they would make the mile trip from the main road when going to the town of Dorrigo.

Mary,  as her parents & grandparents had been before her,  was a true  "pioneer"  along with her loyal & loving husband.  She had lived in the "bush" when he was possum shooting, mining, timber cutting & so on.  They had also lived in Sydney where they had been shopkeepers.

As a small girl I remember her at our farm in Tyringham coming down to say  "The King is dead"  (King George 5),  (so that would be 1935);  then with the news of  "Teddy" abdicating the Throne, with his brother Albert taking over as George 6,  (so that would be 1936). "Teddy" meant Edward whom it had been intended would be  King Edward 8.

Mary McLachlan & Jack Day in Sydney about 1920
Mary McLachlan & Jack Day in Sydney about 1920

Mary was a great supporter of the British Throne. I remember Mary crying about it all.  She bought many tins with pictures of the Royals adorning them.  (In 2004, in Australia,  she would be described as a most ardent Monarchist.)

On my birthday, nineteenth day of November, Mary arrived at our farm with a  "Brownie"  that she had baked especially for my special day. She made puddings & meals to take to her parents- in-law, Julie & Alf Day, who were living close by.

I remember Mary best from the age of eight. This is when I went to live with Mary & her husband, Jack, at Glenferneigh,  in their red wooden house where their son, Doug lived with them & farmed.

There are memories of a home with the smell of fresh rising bread on the hearth or from the oven as it baked. I also remember the tea brewing in a brown & yellow basket weaved pot --- (I hold this pot as one of my treasures) --- leaf tea from a tin chest bought from Griffiths' in Sydney; little  "brownie"  cakes made sparingly from fat saved from meat, apple turnovers & gingernuts, all eaten from a table covered with a clean home-made cloth.

Mary nee McLachlan Day  - Port Macquarie - location of new home - with her brother Dan McLachlan & sis in law Daisy
Mary nee McLachlan Day - Port Macquarie - location of new home - with her brother Dan McLachlan & sis in law Daisy

Mary awakened me before she went to help in the dairy. When she left the house I was left to dress, strip my bed & hang the linen on the sunny window sill for her to re-make the bed later. Then when I saw her coming  up the rise I set the table & put the plates in the oven to warm. She then cooked the breakfast. It was Mary who taught me to love bread fired in bacon fat ---never any waste.

When I was twelve years of age, Mary gave me a lovely little blue dish that she knew I had always loved. In time, I have given this small dish to my daughter as my daughter loves blue pieces.  Mary also gave me a vase.  She was parting with these treasures as she had started to drop & break things.

Mary combined her love of royalty & history with her appreciation of the colloection of fine china pieces. She had bought a sandwich tray & plates for her daughter, Jullia Agnes ( known as "Poppy"), that is my mother.  On each piece was  the design  of the image of Charles the second  (the Merry Monarch)  &  Nell Gwynn, the  "Orange Girl".  These articles I now own.

As I grew into my teens, I still visited that red wooden house still with its smell of baking bread. At this time though the baker also came calling for a "cuppa" on his country rounds.

The house was surrounded by lilac bushes. Wherever Mary lived she had to have lilac bushes & violets.  Mary loved to wear violets on her dress.  A big peach tree grew outside the kitchen --- best peaches I have ever eaten. Broken in two the seed left a deep red pattern in a rich peach-flesh ---always to be remembered. Mary taught me to use mint against stings & bites.

Glenferneigh near Grafton NSW -  home of Mary &  Jack Day  -  set off from Glenferneigh house - 24 April 1952
Glenferneigh near Grafton NSW - home of Mary & Jack Day - set off from Glenferneigh house - 24 April 1952

I love reading, as do my family.  For this love of reading, I owe a lot to Mary.  When I loved with she sat on my bed at night & read to me in her soft voice often with a Scottish brogue  (she cultivated this,  I'm sure).  I still remember the books ---  "The Poston Gate",  "Bridget" &  a story of a seagull.  Mary's sisters, Marie & Phoebe, sent me books.

Among the books that Auntie Phoebe sent me, were  "The Elsie Dismore" books. One was signed by Phoebe in 1946,  along with a special message for me.  I still have these books.  I thought I had one handy but can't locate it. My grandson has been here for most of the holidays & things have been moved around in the cupboard. He loves reading ---  perhaps because I tried to follow Mary's example. In my teen years, our cousin, Alan Rixon, guided my reading to A.J.Cronin's "The Big Fisherman",  & others of the best authors.

Glenferneigh near Grafton NSW -  home of Mary McLachlan Day  -  says  goodbye to Glenferneigh house - 24 April 1952
Glenferneigh near Grafton NSW - home of Mary McLachlan Day - says goodbye to Glenferneigh house - 24 April 1952

After Mary had read to me & while still sitting on my bed,  she would teach me to say my prayers. When I grew up & visited Mary, I would help her make her big brass bed. On her dressing table, sat a little round tin box with a handle . Inside this, there were tiny rolled up scrolls  (Biblical quotes).  We would choose one, read it & try to live by it that day.  I have never been a church goer but I hope that I have lived doing Christian things.  I have taught my children likewise.

In their retirement,  Mary & Jack sold the farm at Glenferneigh & moved to Port Macquarie where they spent many pleasant days by the Pacific Ocean. As I was working away from home & subsequently married, I only saw Mary for quick visits. The last visit was when Mary was in bed ill.  At that time I had my first two children, of whom the second was a very ill litttle boy.  Mary advised that I take him to visit a specialist.

Glenferneigh near Grafton NSW -  home of Mary McLachlan Day  - embroidery & her Box of Biblical Promises
Glenferneigh near Grafton NSW - home of Mary McLachlan Day - embroidery & her Box of Biblical Promises

As we began to say goodbye Mary took a box from under her bed.  From this she took some tartan flannellette material.  When giving this to me she said that I should use it to make up coats for my children. That was my "goodbye"  to Mary.  The exact  "hello" I cannot remember.

These are the memories of Mary that will forever stay in my mind.

-from writings of  - Memories of Mary nee McLachlan Day
in contributions of 1995 & 2002 compiled by - 
Cherie Masterman @  Buderim Queensland, Australia


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