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Campbelltown Camden
District Band Inc.
STORY TIME
WITH THE C.C.D.B.
STORIES
ABOUT THE
MARBURG
BAND'S
VISIT
IMPRESSIONS
OF THE
MARBURG
VISIT -
By
Harold
Pollard
TREVOR'S
JOURNAL
- By
Trevor
Marriage
THE
SWALLOW
EXPERIENCE
A> - By
Kath
Swallow
GERMAN
TOUR -
By
Sharyn and
Stephen
Bartlett
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IMPRESSIONS
OF THE
MARBURG
VISIT
By
Harold
Pollard
|
After
several
weeks of
phone calls
and faxes to
Canada and
Germany,
talking to
the TV
stations,
radio
interviews,
arranging
visits for
the band and
working with
our sub
committee
the day
finally
arrived when
our visitors
were to
arrive in
Sydney.
Tony
Flatman and
myself drove
to the
airport to
welcome the
band.
On arrival
we found
that the
flight would
be 45
minutes late
so we
had a cup of
coffee and
then made
contact with
the bus
drivers John
and Robert.
Finally the
flight
arrived and
the
passengers
started to
emerge from
the
terminal. We
held up our
"MARBURG
BAND" sign
but the
last of the
passengers
departed
with no sign
of the band
- had they
missed the
flight or
consumed too
in much beer
on the
flight and
fallen
asleep?
Eventually
some members
of the band
found us and
advised that
a couple of
the
instruments
had been
damaged on
unloading
and the rest
of the group
were delayed
sorting this
out.
Then
eventually a
smiling
Wolfgang and
the whole
group came
down the
ramp to
throw their
arms around
us and
exchange
greetings.
Here at
last! When
we saw the
huge amount
of luggage
and
equipment
they had
the bus
drivers
looked at us
and we at
them and
exclaimed
"how are we
ever going
to fit it
all on the
busses?
However with
typical
German
efficiency
it was soon
loaded and
we were
ready to
head for
Campbelltown
. Tony
decided to
return on
the bus and
direct them
to
the Band
Centre and
so we were
on our
way.
On
arrival at
the Centre
it was great
to see all
our members
eagerly
awaiting
their
arrival and
ready to
greet them.
After a
short
welcome from
our
president
Bev we
introduced
our guests
to their
hosts and
everyone was
soon on
their way
home for a
good night's
rest. And so
began an
exciting and
most
rewarding
four days.
The band
manager
Wolfgang,
his wife
Elka who was
the director
of the wind
orchestra
and their
eleven year
old son
Bastian were
my guests
and I
soon had
them
comfortably
set up in
the main
bedroom.
After a beer
and a quite
chat it was
off to bed
to bring to
a happy
conclusion
day
one.
Up early
for
breakfast
when we
settled for
cereals,
toast and
coffee
before
heading for
the Band
Centre to
commence day
two. We
were late
arriving as
I had taken
my guests
for a quick
tour of
Camden on
the way. I
don 't think
Wolfgang was
too
impressed
with my
casual
approach
(good old A
ussie
"she'll be
right mate"
style) but
soon all was
forgiven and
we headed
for
Gledswood.
Heather
Arnold,
Jenny
Wishard,
Michell
Berthold,
Heather,
Robert and
David
Pollard
joined us as
we were
given
morning tea
and damper,
a tour of
the
homestead,
sheep
shearing
demo and
boomerang
throwing.
Our guests
seemed to
gain great
pleasure
from the
boomerang
throwing
with
several
members
purchasing
their own
and spending
much time
discovering
their
newfound
art. A very
nice baked
dinner was
then
served
before an
inspection
of the
winery
complete
with a
lasting. I
think 'Jet
lag" must
have caught
up with
Wolfgang at
this point
as he
kept
forgetting
whether his
last glass
of wine was
only his
first. It
was then
time to
reboard the
busses for
the return
trip to the
Band
Centre.
Wolfgang
and their
treasurer
drove with
me to Camden
to exchange
traveller's
cheque at a
local bank.
They wanted
to obtain
lots of ten
dollar notes
for
distribution
to each
member but
the bank was
unable
to supply
such a large
number at
short notice
so they
settled for
larger
notes. We
then visited
the Civic
Centre to
meet the
Manager
and check
over the
facilities
before
heading for
the Band
Centre.
On
arrival at
the Centre
Elka had the
instruments
unpacked and
the
band set up
for the
rehearsal.
After the
tremendous
build-up I
had
given the
band in
newspaper
articles and
radio
interviews I
had
horrible
thoughts of
the band
being a very
mediocre
group.
However,
imagine my
delight when
they struck
up their
first note
and I knew
that this
was a band
that would
thrill the
concert
audience. It
was
interesting
to see the
large
euphonium/ba
ritone
section they
had,
particularly
the
baritones
(or Bb
horns) with
the
distinctive
bent
bells which
I had seen
in so many
of the bands
in Europe.
As our
members
arrived
preparations
commenced
for the BBQ
and social
which
was to
follow the
rehearsal.
It was great
to see our
members
getting
behind the
preparations
and mixing
so well with
the
visitors.
Victor
Grieve who
had been
engaged to
accompany
the visitors
on their
Australian
tour then
arrived and
made contact
with the
group. An
impromptu
concert by
the visitors
appealed to
me very much
when they
adjusted the
levels of
their beer
bottles to
the right
pitch and
played a
tune by
blowing the
bottles like
flutes. I
could
imagine
myself
testing out
dozens of
instruments
until I got
just the
right
pitch. With
the social
coming to a
very
successful
conclusion
it was
home again
to conclude
day two.
Next
morning I
got up a
little
earlier to
cook
sausages and
eggs
as I felt
they needed
something
substantial
for their
day in the
city. I
decided to
accompany
the band on
their trip
to the city
and
help show
them some of
the sites.
First stop
was the
Opera House
where they
were able to
also view
the bridge
and harbour
and take
many photos.
It was then
off to
Darling
Harbour
where they
changed
into uniform
and prepared
for the
lunch time
concert by
the
waterside.
The sun was
now out to
provide a
beautiful
setting and
in
spite of it
being a week
day there
were many
people about
to listen
to the
concert.
After
lunch they
were give
the
afternoon to
enjoy the
city at
their
leisure. I
took a group
of about
twelve for a
ride on the
monorail to
visit the
tower. The
visitors
were very
excited with
the
view from
the tower
and
expressed
what a
beautiful
city it was.
As we
worked our
way back to
the busses
the
opportunity
was taken
for some
souvenir
shopping.
Our bus
drivers then
decided it
would be
good to
return via
the Homebush
Olympic site
and let the
visitors
have a
quick look
at the
venue. It
was 8.30
before we
arrived
|
back at the
Band Centre
where our
members were
waiting to
transport
them to
their
homes for
the evening.
Wolfgang
then decided
that he
should
arrange
for a picnic
lunch to
take on
their trip
to the
mountains
the next
day. Now
where was I
to find a
shop at that
time of
night that
could
provide 75
lunches
ready for
8.30 am the
next day? We
had to start
somewhere so
I drove to
the takeaway
shop just
behind the
Band Centre
and to my
surprise
they agreed
to have
every thing
available to
pick
up by 8.30
in the
morning. It
was getting
too late to
prepare
dinner
at home so
we went to
the Argyle
Tavern at
Camden where
I thought we
could have a
few beers
and a nice
meal. What a
let down to
be told
they had
finished
meals for
the evening.
Oh boy!
where now? I
enquired if
my visitors
liked Thai
food. "What
is Thai"?
asked
Wolfgang.
"like
Chinese only
nicer" said
I. Having
agreed to
give it
a try we
then headed
for the Thai
restaurant.
My favourite
is a very
spicy prawn
soup which
they all
agreed to
try. "Phew!
where is the
beer"
exclaimed
Wolfgang
after his
first taste
of the soup.
Probably
just an
excuse but
after quite
a few
glasses of
the amber
fluid and a
good meal we
staggered
home.
Accompanied
by a few
more glasses
of
"medicine"
Wolfgang and
I sat and
had a long
talk about
his
experiences
in
organising
the tour. It
was the
early hours
of the
morning
before we
bade one
another
"Gute nacht
"and
concluded
day
three.
Morning
came only
too soon but
I staggered
out early to
cook
breakfast
and
transport my
guests to
the Band
Centre. We
called at
the takeaway
and as
promised the
picnic
lunches were
all ready
and
provided at
a reasonable
cost. The
busses left
on their
trip to the
mountains
and I stayed
at the
Centre to
copy the
concert
programmes
before
returning
home to
prepare for
the evening
concert
Michelle
Berthold,
Robert and I
arrived at
the Civic
Centre after
lunch and
set up the
stage ready
for the
evenings
performance.
With not
much
time to
spare I
showered and
dashed to
the Band
Centre to
collect my
guests on
their
arrival from
the
mountains. I
was shocked
to receive
a call on my
mobile from
Rachel
Berthold to
say that
Bev's guests
had
accidentally
been dropped
off at
Bringelly
but she was
unable to
contact Bev.
Not to worry
I would sort
it out when
I reached
the Band
Centre. How
wrong I was
for when I
arrived at
the Centre I
found to
my horror
that ten
members were
waiting for
transport
instead of
just
my three
guests. It
turned out
that some
members who
should have
been
dropped off
at Bringelly
had missed
the drop. I
then decided
to take
a load back
to Camden
and return
for the
remainder.
However, as
I
could not
fit everyone
in I phone
David to
come over
for the
others.
Wolfgang was
concerned
that he
would not be
at the
concert
venue
early enough
so took some
of the
second group
to the
takeaway for
dinner while
awaiting my
return. I
dropped
Wolfgang and
his group
off
at the Civic
Centre and
returned
home to find
Heather and
Robert had
arrived and
organised
dinner for
everyone.
And so off
to the
concert.
In spite
of all the
telephone
calls I had
received
about the
concert it
was a
wonderful
surprise to
see a
capacity
audience
arrive
for the
concert The
Centre
manager
advised me
that 500
seats had
been
set and all
were filled
by the time
the concert
commenced.
Our band
opened the
programme
with a short
selection of
suitable
music before
intermission
. Then the
moment came
for the
Mayor of
Camden to
introduce
the Marburg
Wind
Orchestra
under the
direction of
Elsa
Thursar-
Eichelbeck.
The wind
orchestra
presented an
excellent
programme of
contemporary
band music
captivating
the audience
with
their fine
playing.
While the
Big Band
were setting
up several
of the
band
performed an
interesting
rhythmic
slapping
routine
which had
the
audience
captivated.
The Big Band
gave a very
tight
rendition of
popular
swing and
jazz items
concluding
with a fine
tenor sax
solo by
their
director
Jurg
Eichberger.
All members
of both
bands then
gathered on
stage for
the grand
finale. As
the players
were getting
ready,
presentation
s were
exchanged
between both
groups and
the scene
was set for
the finale.
I conducted
the 100
musicians in
Sousa's
march "The
Washington
Post" while
Elka
conducted
the closing
item
"Deutsdimies
ter
Regimentsmar
sch". This
last item
brought the
audience
to their
feet calling
for more to
which Elka
responded.
It was a
wonderful
evening from
which we
have
received
glowing
reports from
people
fortunate to
have been
present -
what a
fitting
conclusion
to
what had
been a most
memorable
visit.
When we
finally
tidied up
after the
concert Paul
Waterhouse
and
Robert
brought
their guests
to my home
for a few
beers to
wrap up the
evening and
unwind. With
my guests
and Vic
Grieve
present we
had a
house full
but with the
frig well
stocked we
were set for
a great
party. I
think we
must have
toasted
every solo
of the
concert with
a
"Proust!"
and a few
rounds of "
Im prosit
"but it was
a great
night
(read
morning) of
conviviality
with our
friends.
With a
few sore
heads we
loaded the
bags after
breakfast
and
headed for
the Band
Centre for
the last
time. When
the time
come to
board the
busses I 'in
sure there
was hardly a
dry eye
among us as
we
said 'Auf
wiedersdien!
" It had
been a
wonderful
visit
resulting in
many firm
friendships
being forged
and an
experience
I'm sure we
will
remember for
a very long
time.
To
conclude
this report
I 'd like to
say how
pleasing it
was to
see our
members get
right behind
this project
and to
receive so
much
pleasure
from the
experience.
The whole
four days
went without
any
major
hitches and
this was a
tribute to
the members
of the sub
committee
who works so
well on the
arrangements
. I have
spoken to
Wolfgang and
received a
fax from him
since their
return and
he is
fall of
praise for
the way in
which they
were looked
after during
their stay
with us. An
invitation
has been
extended to
us to pay a
return visit
to Germany
in a couple
of years so
get in line
everyone.
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TREVOR'S
JOURNAL
By
Trevor
Marriage
|
There was
certainly an
air of
excitement
as we waited
on the
Sunday
night. I was
certainly a
little
anxious as I
had only
just
moved into
my house and
I as live
alone, I had
never taken
people in
on this
basis....
what would
they think
of 'my
little shoe
box'. As
the buses
rounded the
corner fears
were
replaced by
excitement.
They
were here!
The
welcome in
the hall was
short but
sincere
(just
enough, but
not too
much) and we
were soon on
our way. Who
would own a
Honda
Prelude! Try
to put two
billets and
luggage in
that space.
My
allocation
gave me
rather
elderly
people.....
can they get
in the
back seat of
a Prelude? I
swapped for
two slightly
younger
players
which helped
out. Luckily
my friend
Kim has a
station
wagon and I
was
able to use
her car,
which made
things a
little less
'squeezy'.
P>
Both my
billets
Werner and
Doris had
and I gained
a little
confidence
in using
German to
them. They
were
obviously
pleased that
I tried, so
I used
German
wherever I
could. Many
questions
were a
mixed bag of
German and
English
words...
often
followed by
a little
giggle or
laugh. The
ice was
broken and
we were
starting to
relax.
We agreed
that
breakfast
would be
Australian
(cereal etc)
at
8.00am. With
that we
retired. I
had bought
new beds for
the billets
and I was
hoping that
they would
be
comfortable.
They must
have been
because next
morning at
8.00am...
not a stir!
At 8.10am I
decided I
should wake
them. Yes,
they had set
the
alarm.....
for PM. not
AM.!
After some
very frantic
showering we
settle
fairly
rushed as we
had
to be at the
band hall by
9.00am.
We soon
found out
that email
was as
important to
them as to
me.
They had a
daughter in
Marburg and
a daughter
in Wales
studying Law
at Cardiff
University
(UK). What
happened
over the
next few
days was
a series of
3 way emails
between
here,
Marburg and
Cardiff. I
think
in the end
they
received
about 6
emails and
sent 7. I
have since
emailed
their
daughters to
say what
great
parents they
had.
We waited
down at the
band hall at
about 3
o'clock as
they
returned
from
Gledeswood.
Heather had
superbly
organised a
real
Australian
BBQ. A few
extra things
were needed
so I
volunteered
to
take 3
visiting
ladies to
Macarthur
Square. They
had a lovely
time
comparing
prices and
seeing our
range of
goods. The
Marburg Band
hand
they had a
few beers!!
.....and a
'game' of
soccer!! We
had the
opportunity
to have a
fairly early
night so we
went home.
But it
wasn't too
early by the
time we had
caught up on
the days
activities!
They made sure
the alarm was set at
AM and we retired.
Tuesday was
a much more
leisurely
breakfast
and after
checking the
email (
finding two,
one from
each
daughter) we
swapped
cultures
until it was
time to go
down to the
hall for
their trip
to Sydney.
|
We were then
told they
wouldn't be
back until
8.00pm...wit
hout dinner!
They
insisted
they take me
out to a
restaurant
that night!
Where? They
enjoy a
steak, but
eat little
in Europe
because of
'mad cow'
disease.
We were
joined by
Heather and
Bob Arnold
(and
billets)
(who had the
same idea)
and an
excellent
night was
had by all.
I think it
was well
after
midnight on
that
night.
Wednesday
started with
more 'cereal
experiments'
and down to
the
hall for the
Blue
Mountains
trip. They
were due
back at
4.30pm which
gave us a
little time
before the
concert in
the evening.
Kim had
prepared a
'dinner
winner' meal
which they
really
enjoyed,
again
quite
different
from German
food. We
managed to
get to
Camden for
the
concert by
6.45pm. We
played first
and then it
was their
turn and
what a great
band they
were. They
had ae
second half
was their
Stage
Band. Again
a very tight
sound. The
leader's sax
playing was
magical.
He almost
looked like
the tenor
sax as he
played.
We
finished the
night with a
wonderful
combined
play. It was
a
great
experience.
After
packing up
we
eventually
found our
way
home.... to
more emails!
Thursday
morning was
rushed with
all the
packing
needed. We
arrived down
at the band
hall. It was
then that I
realised
what great
friends we
had made
because my
eyes were
filled with
tears as we
hugged
goodbyes and
they climbed
on the bus
for
Canberra.
It had
been a
WONDERFUL,
WONDERFUL 4
days and I
had made
some very
firm
friends. We
knew we
would have
to go to
Marburg,
whatever the
cost. I came
homen email
each other
on a regular
basis.
The
committee is
to be
congratulate
d on an
excellent
visit.
Special
thanks to
Harold for
the
countless
hours ( and
faxes) that
made it all
possible. Do
it again....
you bet!
Trevor
Marriage
30th
March
1999.
PS From
my end I
cannot think
of one thing
that went
wrong, it
was
so well
organised.
It would
have been
nice to have
had one day
with
our billets
to allow us
to to do
'our thing',
but the time
frame
obviously
wouldn't
allow for
that. (and
many people
had to work
and
couldn't
have done
that anyway)
WHEN DO
WE GO????
|
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THE SWALLOW
EXPERIENCE.
By
Kath
Swallow
|
Midnight
on Sunday
night saw
the arrival
of two timid
young girls
into our
household.
Anxiety was
very evident
on their
faces as
they
entered our
house. Most
of their
concern
mainly due
to the fact
that
they had
been driven,
by a strange
man through
very dark
streets for
20 minutes
to a strange
house.
Neither
knowing what
to expect
and
unable to
communicate
fully in
English,
they
wondered
what the
next
four days
held in
store.
The next
morning, the
family arose
and
introduction
s were made
to
the two new
guests.
Anna, 13,
the eldest
of the two,
had studied
English for
2 years
at school,
but
communicated
reluctantly,
a bit wary
of saying
the
wrong thing.
The younger
sister Olga,
11, had only
just begun
to
study
English, and
so looked to
her big
sister for
translation.
Everything
was quiet
for a while,
none of the
children
(not even
ours) said a
word. All of
a sudden, a
little ball
of fluff, in
the
form of our
8 week old
Australian
Silky, burst
from the
laundry to
squeals of
laughter
from our
guests.
Finally, the
ice had been
broken.
NEW
FRIENDSHIPS.
This was
a very
memorable
experience
for all of
us in the
Swallow
household.
Craig had
the
opportunity
to expand on
his German
learnt
in high
school, and
we all made
some great
friends.
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We found
that it
doesn't
matter where
in the world
you live or
what
language you
speak,
everyone has
many things
in
common.
Language
at first was
a big
barrier in
communicatio
n, but once
a
few words
where
exchanged
(if somewhat
awkwardly),
there were
many
things to
talk
about.
Life
works the
same for
most
couples.
They have
jobs,
children,
houses and
dreams, just
like us, and
these are
the things
that make
us all equal
and path the
way for
great
friendships.
By the
end of the
four days we
were sorry
to see them
go, but they
left us with
the
knowledge,
that if by
some chance,
we manage to
make
it around to
their side
of the
world, we
will
definitely
drop in and
pay them a
visit.
In the
meantime,
the world is
getting
smaller
everyday,
the mail
travels
faster and
e-mail
bridges the
distance in
seconds.
I don't
think we
have any
worry of
them
forgetting
us!
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GERMAN
TOUR
By
Sharyn and
Stephen
Bartlett
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Monday
night at the
band hall
was a good
social
event, which
broke
the ice in
communicatio
n between
the 2 bands.
It was well
organised.
Later
that night
the boys
exchanged
Game Boy
games with
Bianca
instead of
going to
bed. This
was good as
Bianca could
not speak
very
much English
but found a
way of
communicatin
g with the
boys.
Tuesday
night was
spent
talking
about
Australia,
Germany and
the
"Japanese
"tour of
Sydney which
took place
that day.
Hubert felt
the
tour of
Sydney was
too rushed.
He felt time
was wasted
waiting in
between the
2 concerts
at Darling
Harbour.
5am
Wednesday
morning Amy
decided to
go and sleep
with Sabina
in
Sabina's
bed.
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Hubert
sent an
Email to
Germany on
Wednesday
night after
the
concert. A
reply came a
few days
later in
German,
which we
could not
understand.
Gunther has
since
translated
the letter
for us.
The
concert was
excellent.
Both bands
enjoyed
themselves,
though
it was a BIT
rushed
getting
everyone
there that
early.
They are
good
drinkers.
They emptied
our fridge
of beer
twice.
There was
no free time
with the
billets to
show them
around the
local
area.
Otherwise
the trip was
well
organised by
both bands
and ran
smoothly.
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