Lagoon Tales

There are endless stories to tell about the former Sandridge Lagoon and environs. But you’ve got to begin somewhere.
I am infatuated with this account by Josephine Liardet, daughter of Wilbraham Liardet, who recalled that in the early days* 

“The lagoon was covered with wild ducks and in the trees were cockatoos, plovers, pigeons. Hector and Jack used to get up between 3 and 4 in the morning and would return in two or three hours with as much game as they could carry. We often had a game breakfast. The sea was full of fish for there was no traffic to frighten either the game or the fish away. It was indeed a lovely place in those early days, just fresh from the hands of God.”

The photograph below shows the bridge over the lagoon at Graham St** some fifty years later with the Gasworks in the background. It well expresses Town Clerk Crockford’s sentiments – that ‘when the tide was out, the effluvia arising from this little spot was something abominable’. (1895)

Charles Nettleton
reproduced from a copy held by the Port Melbourne Historical and Preservation Society
* looking back on the 1840s
** from a vantage point approximately on the corner of the footpath outside the Graham Hotel

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