It is November and along the length of eastern Australia from the pointy end to the Prom the world is golden with the Silky Oak - Grevillia Robusta - in full and glorious flower. I love it in the present - but I love it in the past. I remember the silky oaks in my grandparents garden at Cannon Hill in Brisbane in a part known as Gallaway's Hill. When people got on the bus to Cannon Hill and asked to go to Gallaway's Hill there would always be confusion. There is a properly named Galloway's Hill in Brisbane. But for a very long time the top of Muir Street was known by locals as Gallaway's Hill because my great-grandmother, and my great-uncles and my great-aunts lived there and two doors down lived my grandparents. 
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