There aren’t many places in the world where you can go for a pee in a public toilet block and listen to the Hallelujah Chorus being sung by a local choir right outside as they practice for their performance in the exhibition tent at the Garden and Flower Festival.
But in Nannup, anything’s possible. In fact you may even be lucky enough to spot a tiger – the elusive Nannup Tiger which is thought now to be extinct but which some people claim still roams the woodlands. I’d like to think that these rumour mongers have had a few too many beers at the old Nannup Hotel but apart from naughty locals painting sheep stripey on one occasion, they do say that the tiger could be still around, lurking in the forest.
Nannup’s a quirky little town deep in the South West forests, situated on a river which in 1910 flooded to such a height that when you walk over the bridge you can hardly believe it would be possible for anyone to survive. Thankfully it hasn’t flooded for quite a few years.
In springtime the town hosts a Flower and Garden Festival that brings music and sweet fragrance to the air. The town is normally awash with tulips, which have to rate as one of my favourite flowers. This year the theme was “Fire and Ice.”
In summer there’s the annual Folk Festival. At any other time of the year we like to pop down and walk or cycle, then overnight at Holberry House, which is a beautiful place to spend the night.
I love the idea of sculpture. Art for the people, public art displayed outside to be admired, touched and photographed, and the sculpture walk at Holberry House is lovely. We purchased a wonderful piece by Joanne Ball – a quirky outdoor garden orator. What shall I call her, do you think?
Dave particularly liked a magnificent hanging sculpture consisting of spoons, and spent a while photographing it. I love the way he’s captured the relections of green in the spoons.
A not-so-tourist-happy encounter occurred at one of the restaurants last Saturday where we enjoyed a nice breakfast and pot of tea for two. The pot of tea for two cost $6. We had one cup each out of it, and still had milk and sugar yet, so we asked:
“Please could we have some more hot water for the tea pot.”
“Yes, to spruce up the tea bags. We still have milk and sugar.”
“No. Sorry you can’t. We’ll have to charge you for another pot of tea.”
WHATTTTT! In all our days of travelling WA and the world, we’ve never been charged for hot water. Suffice to say we refused and left disgruntled rather than happy, thinking ‘how sad and unnecessary’.
By the way, the sign below was NOT taken at the restaurant in question, but somewhere else along the main street.
What do you think. Should the restaurant we ate at have asked to charge us for extra hot water, or not?
What I love about Nannup is its quirkiness which must partly be due to the number of creative souls who live there. I mean, how do you come up with an idea to decorate a bike like this? Fit for a princess, isn’t it!
If you’d like to know more about Nannup, you might like to check out some of the other things I’ve been writing and photographing in the town and surrounds over the last couple of years.
For travel stories by others from around the web head over to Travel Photo Thursday.
But before you go … have you ever been charged an extra amount for hot water in a pot of tea at a restaurant, and what shall I call our Joanne Ball sculpture?