October 6, 2021
By Isabella Chua
This is the life story so far of my maternal grandmother Erlinda “Linda” Smith (nee Jovellanos: first married name) (nee Lomibao: maiden name), or Lola (grandmother in Tagalog), as I call her.Read more »
June 8, 2021
By Erin Norton
Having studied a Bachelor of Arts at university, Jenny has always had an affinity for painting using acrylics. She longed to take her passion into schools and teach but found it difficult to land a job at her local schools. 8 years after she relocated to the Coast, it was finally time for her dreams to become a reality and set to work converting her garage into an art studio. Jenny gathered together paints and canvases, pots and paintbrushes and enlisted the help of Vince to make the easels using his woodworking skills.Read more »
May 24, 2021
By Erin Norton
This is my Grandad Ron receiving a medal of honour from the Queen Mother in 1975. According to my Nan, she smiled at him and remarked “A Gordon for me”. Ron stood up so straight that a button of his uniform came flying off!
This is how I would like to remember him: a proud, humble, and respectful soldier with an infectious sense of humour- a trait that he has passed on to my Dad.
Unfortunately, he passed away in 2013 and as my grandparents lived in Spain, I have few memories of Ron. I remember he had wrinkly tattoos on his chest and a silver tooth but until now, I did not know the extent of his military career. Looking at the old pictures and reading the reports from his fellow soldiers and students, I can see that Ron was loved dearly by everyone, especially my Nan Sandra. It has been an honour to write this article and reconnect with an important figure in my family’s diverse and complicated history.
So, let us start at the beginning (with the help of some official documents).
Roy “Ron” Alexander Norton was born on the 12th of May 1937. He started boxing when was 8 years old and left school at 15 to join the Merchant Navy. He stayed with the Navy for a couple of years but then changed tack and enlisted in the now legendary Gordon Highlanders.
The Gordon Highlanders were one of the finest regiments in the British Army, spanning over 200 years until their amalgamation in 1994. Consisting of fishermen, farmers, university students and labourers, the Highlanders were ordinary people with a strong sense of duty and drive to serve their country.
Ron enlisted in 1963 and completed his basic training in Fort George, a tiny town near Inverness in Scotland. That same year, Ron and his fellow Highlanders embarked on numerous tours of duty in Kenya, Mombasa, and Swaziland and then moved on to Borneo and Cyprus.
During his time with the Highlanders, was revered by his colleagues who referred to him as “Mush”. He was described as a short man but one who walked tall and was brimming with the self confidence of an “old soldier” and loved canoeing and boxing. His stern and sometimes ominous exterior concealed a man who would light up a room with his endless supply of jokes, making the dullest moments entertaining.
In 1972, Ron married the love of his life, Sandra in Grays, Essex, England. Shortly after the wedding, the newly weds with my Dad in tow moved to Northern Ireland where Ron completed a tour of duty, assisting the Royal Ulster Constabulary (RUI) during “The Troubles”, a series of riots and terrorist attacks by the Irish Republican Army. During the late 70’s and 80’s, the trio moved around a lot and journeyed to many far off and exotic places like Singapore, Penang, and New Zealand.
But after years of service to the Highlanders and the British Army, Ron retired from military life in the summer of 1981 taking up a job in Industrial Security Management. After my Dad was all grown up, Ron and Sandra moved from England to the idyllic seaside town of Mazarron, Murcia, Spain, which provided a perfect place for retirement.
Throughout his later years of life, he became even more of an inspiration by joining the local Karate community, teaching a number of students at the Dominoes Martial Arts Self Defence Club as “Sensei Rocket”.
My Grandad Ron was a hero, a true gentleman, a husband, and a father. He touched the hearts of many throughout his life and I am honoured to say that I am related to him. Love you forever.
October 10, 2020
BY KIARA BLINCO
In the year of 1932, the Richards family saw a service that needed to be filled.
The waste industry in Australia was a seemingly small service that not many people wanted to interact with since it mostly had to be dealt with by hand.
Joseph Joe Richards Snr successfully gained a contract to work in the Murwillumbah Municipality and J.J Richards & Sons was born.
George Winterbon, the Mayor of Murwillumbah at the time, became the guarantor that allowed the Richards family to obtain this three-year contract and have the money to begin working.
In 1939, after some initial gruelling years, they were able to expand to the whole of Tweed Shire.
Joe and Dorothy Richards had six children, all of whom assisted them in their business.
Idwall Richards, born May 31st, 1930, often helped his father with the designing and building of workshops for their business.
He built his first shed when he was just 10 years old, alongside his father.
Idwall was so proficient in this area that his father suggested he get a job as an architect.
Not really knowing what else to do, Idwall moved in with his Aunt in Sydney in 1947 to hopefully start his career in the industry.
After a year of labour, Idwall realised it wasn’t meant to be and moved closer to home in Brisbane in a similar job but caught the train to Murwillumbah each weekend to help his family at J.J Richards & Sons.
“In that time, the only way to get to Murwillumbah was by train to Southport and then everyone got on a bus that ended in Murwillumbah, I did that for many years,” Idwall said.
By the mid 1950’s, Idwall had quit his job in Brisbane and extended family like cousins and in-laws joined the business.
As family members joined, the business gained another contract in the Shire of Uralla and Walcha.
Idwall’s father, Joe, passed away in the year of 1959. This is when his children took over and expansion to Toowoomba, Queensland occurred.
This was a major move, allowing more growth in Queensland, they continue to hold the contract in Toowoomba to this day.
It was in 1960 that Idwall and his partner, Jill moved into his late father’s home.
The passing of his father also motivated the family to continue his work and expand the business even further.
Joseph Jnr took to rural Australia and created J.R Richards. While Idwall and Tom continued the hard yards in Chinderah.
Since then, Idwall has seen drastic changes to the waste industry including the implementation of side loading-trucks in 1968, instead of rear-loaders. A version of which is still in use today.
In fact, with inspiration from a Sydney-made garbage compactor, It was Idwall who designed the side-loaders at that time.
Chinderah remained the centre of these milestones until Tom created his own facility in Brisbane in 1990, leaving Idwall to tender the Tweed Shire area for himself.
Tom and sister Joyce bought out Idwall’s share of J.J Richards & Sons and that’s when it changed to Solo Resource Recovery in the areas of and surrounding the Tweed Shire.
Idwall’s children, Gillian, Rhys and Robert, have since joined the business as well. Bringing their children with them as well.
Since then, rapid expansion has occurred. Since the family has proven to be innovative and reliable, the Richards name can now be seen all over Australia and even in New Zealand or the United States.
“It’s great to see what was just a little company in 1932, become what it is today.”
As a man in his 90’s, Idwall can no longer practice golf each week like he did since the 60’s. Instead, he plays tennis twice a week with friends, on his home court.
Other than this, he has no intention of retiring any time soon, he continues to work hard week to week and says he plans to go straight upstairs from there