Category: Blackbirded

John Menton didn’t like the heat. That’s why he wore a long-sleeved shirt, his wide-brimmed hat and drover’s gloves all day. John didn’t mind a sweat, didn’t mind the humidity that seemed to build the further you got north of the Tweed, but he couldn’t abide the way the sun made his skin feel like…

It was hot and humid, like every other day in the south west of the colony of Queensland, and the air shimmered and danced on the horizon as five men rode into view. Their features and faces were blurred by the heat, obscured by the distance, but it was clear to anyone looking they were…

I acknowledge that Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander peoples are the Traditional Custodians of the Country I live and work in. I would like to pay my respects to the Elders past, present and emerging. I would also like to pay respect to Australian South Sea Islander peoples, who hold a unique position in Australia’s…