Rambles of a Victorian Lady in Oz
Feb 4th, 1999 | By Editor | Category: Issue 27, Volume 1My dear friends, No doubt you are most anxious as to my welfare, but you may put your minds quite at rest, I am in the most robust of health, as, indeed, is my beloved consort. We have spent some little time familiarising ourselves with this charming little town and have made some suprising discoveries which have quite delighted us. Tuesday last, being a national holiday in these parts, my dearest and I, decided upon a stroll through the towns parks and gardens, which are extensive and most charming, indeed they would well grace a town of many more souls than this, such is their size. During our perambulation, taken in the late afternoon to avoid the most torrid rays of the sun, we were delighted to come upon a footbridge, quite unique, and of a form that I had not chanced upon before. My darling consort, had, of course, seen such constructions previously in his travels and was able to assure me that, although the contrary appeared so, the construction was quite safe and would bear much weight. I must confess that I doubted my darling’s word, as the platform of the bridge was made of single planks, and the whole thing was suspended from two, seemingly very thin, cables which were looped alarmingly slackly from one side of the river ravine to the other. My noble darling was such a comfort to me and was able to quell my very real fears and entice me to cross this construction. I must report that he was quite correct and we were able to cross in absolute safety to the other bank and also back again. It was not until after I had performed this daring feat, that he told me that an army marching across such a bridge would have to break their step and walk in a most un-soldierly manner to prevent the bridge from bouncing itself to destruction, which it would do if marched over in a regular manner. Hearing this, I had to sit down on a nearby bench, quite in a swoon and I declared, most firmly, that I would not be enticed to cross such a bridge a second time. My dearest seemed to find all this most amusing, but, of course, he has the constitution of a gentleman and does not fully understand the delicacy of a lady’s nature. I am quite recovered now, of course, and remain your very good friend,
Katherine de Bunche