Moving personal stories of the impact of war on our little suburb of Highgate Hill give us a glimpse of what the nation went through in those difficult years.
In 1875, the Brisbane River not only divided Brisbane physically but also culturally. We southsiders still can’t understand why anyone would want to live north of the river.
The Prince of Wales meets an enthusiastic crowd at Highgate Hill and admires the view.
This verbatim account from the driver of a horse drawn cab is probably as risqué as newspaper articles got in 1906.
This poem submitted by a reader of Queensland Figaro pokes fun at a friend’s unsuccessful love life.