Camperdown Cemetery — Attraction in Sydney

We have loved this place since we moved to Camperdown in 1973. It is a quiet refuge in a busy city. Then we found my ancestor was buried here after he was hanged in Movember 1850, His name was Mogo Ungundun. He live with my family and was baptised with their daughter Elizabeth Gard at the church St Lawrence in George Street. He was with them in Kempsey but was left behind when they returned to England after they went bankrupt. He was charged with murder after a skirmish in Northern NSW. The other aborigines were just killed but he was tried in Sydney. He was buried in the cemetery by Rev. Charles Kemp. There is a monument to Mogoin the park in Camperdown. ...

I was bleeding out.

Crawling among the scattered dirt lines of a gravestone, I peered away from the group of goth kids that recently shanked my skin with a screwdriver. The blood that was dripping from my excavated torso soon becoming one with the earthworms. Their reasoning for this misdemeanour did seem quite off: Was it my seemingly congruent statement of horoscopes being a complete fad? Or perhaps it was my constant reminding of their daddy issues?

One thing that does derive in certainty would be how I'll spend my last breath on this world to someone who reeks of Mango-Flavoured vapes.

I stared at the face of god, and only...

The Camperdown cemetery is a tranquil oasis near the busy shopping and restaurants of Newtown. Once in the gates you hear only the breeze and feel as if you have discovered a forgotten place. Often you might have it all to yourself. Everything on its grounds shows a dignified age. It’s a great place to wander, sit and think, or make art. It’s a regular...