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Naoshima Island, Naoshima, Kagawa, Japan

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Naoshima Island, Naoshima, Kagawa, Japan

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Naoshima Island, Naoshima, Kagawa, Japan

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Family brooch

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We call my hometown in Muenster the city of bikes and I feel like I grew up on a bike, bike stories are part of my most treasured memories and bikes are also one of things that have always been a big part of my life, no matter where I lived

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My grandfather's uncle

" Ye hardly knew tonight that Con and myself are to be executed at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. Found guilty on frivolous evidence, of course, our lives sworn away, but we are dying for Ireland still true to the Republic to the last. Money could not buy us. I am leaving my cigarettes to be divided among the Clare Section. A cigarette will go a long way. It will only be a little token of remembrance of me. Distribute them as afar as they will go and say a prayer for me. I think it is your voice I hear singing now. As for me I am in the best of spirit and expect to face death like a soldier and a true Irishman. I forgive my enemies even though they swore my life away. I forgive them from the bottom of my heart, for there is a God to judge them as well as me. It is a thing we all have to face some day and no one can avoid it. Fr (illegible) came to see Con and myself tonight. I am in right good spirit, knowing that I am going to heaven. They can only kill my body, my spirit will live, though the cold silent grave will receive me. We will all meet in heaven. Do not shed tears for me, if you do let them be tears of joy, as there is joy in my heart tonight knowing that I will be with God tomorrow. Goodbye comrades for ever more, P Hennessy."

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Jeremy Allen - this is the story of my family's teapot. My Pop's dad came to Australia from England around 1920 because he couldn't find any work in England. Before he left for good he bought a teapot for his mother to remember him. This was the last time he saw his mother (his father died when he was young). Fast forward to World War 2, the house Pop's mother as living in was bombed and completely destroyed (everyone survived they got out early). After the war was over the family went back to the house to see if the teapot was still intact. Everything was destroyed except for this box with the teapot in it, completely intact. Fast forward to the 1970s Pop made it his mission to discover his family's origin (his Dad died when he was young) so he went to England and was able to meet up with Grandmother and her family (Pop's dad's mother who has the teapot). They had a great time together and when Pop came back to Australia his Grandmother forgot to give him the teapot she was intending to give to him as it was originally bought by his Dad. Eventually it was shipped to Pop and the teapot lives on as our family relic as a symbol of care, resilience, and love to remember our family and the values our family shares.

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This book follows the trial and tribulations of my grandfather's expedition to Antarctica

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"That the effort was unnecessary, that the sacrifice was made to no purpose, in the end was irrelevant. To me, no undertaking carried through to conclusion is for nothing. And so, I don't think of our struggle as futile. It was something the human spirit accomplished." - Richard W. Richards (My great-grandfather)

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1915 Austro-Hungarian Empire Coin

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My mum moved to Japan in year 12 for my Grandpa's work. They stayed there a year before returning home for her to repeat year 12 again in Australia. These are her Japanese study cards.

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A newspaper Dad kept for me when Collingwood won the premiership in 2010. I now write for that newspaper about footy.

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Two days after a COVID outbreak at Smile Buffalo Thai restaurant.

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My grandfather ran in the 3000m steeplechase at the 1956 Olympics in Melbourne. This picture is his holding the Olympic torch that he ran with for the Sydney Olympics. He also ran in the Commonwealth games (not sure which year) and won a bronze medal.

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11/09/2001 (one day before the September 11 attacks). My mother went to a bar which is located about 10m away from the World Trade Center. I was sitting next to her (I was a three years old baby).

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Royal Botanic Gardens Victoria - Melbourne Gardens, Melbourne VIC

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Royal Botanic Gardens Victoria - Melbourne Gardens, Melbourne VIC

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Royal Botanic Gardens Victoria - Melbourne Gardens, Melbourne VIC

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This was my (Carinas) Mums wedding dress from 1986. She married at the Australian Botanical Gardens and fortunately there was no rain on the day. My parents met as my Dad came down from England for work and needed a place to stay and ended up sharing a house with my Mum. She was dating someone else though so he patiently waited for her to be free to date.

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My artefact is a book owned by my dad published in 1963 that has annotations he made in it when he was in high school.

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WWII Artefacts from Japanese occupation of Indonesia

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Castelfranco Veneto, Province of Treviso, Italy

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Castelfranco Veneto, Province of Treviso, Italy

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Castelfranco Veneto, Province of Treviso, Italy

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My Nonna, who lived and worked on a farm in Castelfranco, Venice, and came by boat to Australia in the 1950s

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My great grandmother was the only white child in her village in Kenya. Her parents (my great, great grandparents) moved there to teach! She bought this ring when she decided to move to South Africa at 21 as a keepsake from Kenya (even though the stone is actually tanzanite from Tanzania). The ring has been handed down and was given to me last year for my 'something blue' for my wedding. It's very special to me!

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My grandma bought these for my mum when she was little and living in Nhill, and she told me that they were really precious because they didn't have much growing up.

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Holland - Grandmother and family leaving for Australia 

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Holland - Grandmother and family leaving for Australia 

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This purse belonged to my mum when she was a teenager in around the 1980's

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My dad's side of the family is from this island. My grandparents migrated to Australia in the mid-1960s. It took them about 3 weeks on a boat to get to Melbourne.

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This is one chair in a set of dining table chairs that my grandfather made in the 70s. It's made from a wood from Africa which is now extinct which is pretty cool.

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Alexandria, Egypt - Grandfather's Sketchbook

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Alexandria, Egypt - Grandfather's Sketchbook