GeniAus - #AtoZChallenge - D is for the Duncan Girls.

During April 2020 the month of this #AtoZChallenge I will be sharing short posts on some of the 2,000+ descendants I have identified of my 3x Great-Grandmother, Elizabeth Phipps. 

Elizabeth Phipps 1785-1869 was a convict who was transported from England to New South Wales in 1814 per Wanstead. 

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My Mother, Elsie Harriet Duncan was one of five daughters of Frank Duncan, a Phipps descendant and Ethel Jane Pusell.

Elizabeth Phipps was Frank's Great-Grandmother

Throughout their lives The Duncan Girls: Elsie Harriet, (Ethel) Eileen, Kathleen Jane, Lillian Frances and Mary Olive, posed for quite a few group photos. I'll share a few here.

The first photo I have of all five girls is of my grandparents with my mother and her four sisters who were members of the Junior Red Cross in Cobar NSW. I estimate that this was taken around 1935-37.

The Duncan Family - Back L-R Elsie, Ethel Jnae Pusell, (Ethel) Eileen Duncan, Middle L-R Kathleen, Frank Duncan, Lillian, Front - Mary

Mum, Elsie's Red Cross work was acknowledged in one of the Sydney newspapers.

1935 'Cobar Red Cross Children', The Labor Daily (Sydney, NSW : 1924 - 1938), 23 August, p. 13. , viewed 01 Apr 2020, http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article237486798

The Duncans moved to Kensington, Sydney in the early 1940s. The next photo, taken around 1947 by a street photographer in Sydney, shows the girls (minus Lillian) with their mother Ethel and friends. It looks as though they were setting out for a picnic.

The girls gathered with their father for a more formal occasion in 1947. It looks like they were standing outside Our Lady of the Sacred Heart Church in Randwick. 

The Duncan Girls - L-R Kathleen, Eileen, Father Frank, Mary, Elsie, Lillian

The Duncans loved to party. Twenty-First Birthdays were celebrated with family and friends. Lillian celebrated in January,1950.

Lil's 21st, L-R Eileen, Mary, Kathleen, Niece Ronda (Front), Elsie, Aunt Elsie May Duncan, Lillian, Mum Ethel

Eileen walked down the aisle at St Martins Church, Kensington in August 1951. I was pleased to find myself in the group photo.

Eileen,s Wedding L-R Unknown , Elsie, Niece Jill, Mother Ethel, Eileen, Sister-in-law Joan, Mary, Kathleen, Lillian, Aunt Elsie May Duncan

Lillian married Thomas William Curry at Kensington in 1952. She is pictured below with her sisters and other female members of the family (I missed this photo opportunity).

 The Girls - L-R Eileen, Elsie, Niece Ronda, Lillian, Mary, Sister-in-law Joan, Kathleen

As I don't want to make this post too long I will fast forward nearly 20 years to my wedding day in 1970.

The Duncan Girls 1970 - L-R Mary, Lillian, Kathleen, Eileen, Elsie, Mum Elsie, Step-Brother Bill Chatfield

The last and only colour photo I have of the group is at a cousin's wedding in 1978. 

The Duncan Girls - Kathleen, Elsie, Eileen, Mum Ethel, Step-brother Bill, Lillian, Mary

 These photos bring back many memories of times spent with and stories told by my Aunts, The Duncan Girls.

I love to connect with cousins and fellow researchers. Should you find any errors in my post or have additional information please contact me. 

Remembering Wives and Mothers

The person I knew in my close family who most affected by World War 1 was my maternal grandmother, Ethel Jane Pusell but across the sea in England a mother, Sarah Jane Busby, was sharing Ethel's grief. 

I wrote the following article for a local family history society's newsletter but as that has a very limited audience and I put a lot of effort into the post I am publishing it here on Remembrance Day.

Bertie Chatfield aka John Williams

While those who served at the front had horrific physical and psychological injuries many of their kith and kin who were left behind suffered emotionally. Two women who never met were affected by the war activities of Bertie Chatfield, his mother, Sarah Jane Chatfield (nee Busby), and his wife, Ethel Jane Pusell. Sarah Jane, a widow, lived in Wellingborough, Northamptonshire while my Grandmother, Ethel Jane lived in Cobar, NSW. 

Bertie, who was born in Wellingborough in 10 December, 1888, was working as a miner in Cobar when he enlisted in May 1916. He was an interesting chap who enlisted in the Australian Army under the pseudonym, John Williams, as he had deserted the British Navy from HMS Cambrian in Sydney in 1912. He had previously worked in a colliery in England so that experience and Cobar’s distance from Sydney and the British Navy probably encouraged him to seek work there. 

Ethel Jane Pusell, the daughter of James Pusell and Mary Jane Aspinall, was born in 1899 in the small hamlet of Thompsons Creek near Burraga, New South Wales. The Pusell family moved to Cobar in the early 1900s, no doubt for Ethel’s brothers to gain employment in the newly opened mines.

Ethel married Bertie Chatfield (who was named John Bertram Chatfield on his marriage certificate), at the age of 15 and six months later gave birth to her first child, John William (Billy) Chatfield. When 25 year old miner, Bert Chatfield, set off to war as John Williams he left behind his pregnant 17 year old wife and young son, Billy. On his attestation papers Bert had named Jane Williams (ie Ethel his wife) c/o Mrs Pusell as his next of kin.

Sarah Jane had five sons in the services, Arthur was killed in action in France on 9 May 1915 so she was concerned for the welfare of her surviving sons..

Bert probably did not hear that he had become a father of a daughter, Nellie, who was born on 4 April, 1917 and lived for just two weeks. I wonder if Nellie's birth was premature or if she died of some other cause. Ethel had always told me that she had lost twin girls; although there is no official record of two births I have a copy of a family letter that confirms this.

I do not know when Ethel heard of her husband's fate but on 24 July, 1917 she wrote the following letter to the Army. 

I cannot imagine how bewildered my grandmother, young Ethel, must have felt when she received news that her husband was Missing in Action and subsequently listed as Killed in the Field. He was reported as missing in action on 3 May 1917. A Court of Enquiry held in the field on 4 December 1917 found that he had been "Killed in the Field".

Sarah Jane reported in the local Wellingborough News that Bert was missing. She must have been heartbroken at the thought of losing another son. 

Northampton Mercury, June 15, 1917

When Bert’s death was confirmed Sarah Jane enlisted the help of The Red Cross to find details of Bert's death. Bert's file contains a number of statements from soldiers who were at the front with him. As Ethel was listed as Bertie aka John Williams' next of kin I wonder how Sarah had received news of his death.

It appears that Bert or Jack as he was known to fellow soldiers sustained a severe injury to his legs and was left in a shell hole by his mates, they retreated and when they returned he was nowhere to be seen. 

Ethel had received the devastating news by 19 February, 1918 when she wrote to the Army to see if any personal effects belonging to Bert had been found. Ethel whose handwriting was nothing like that in these letters and whose composition skills were poor must have had someone in the family write these two sad letters for her. 

 

I have visited the memorial in Wellingborough on which Bert Chatfield’s proper name is inscribed below that of his brother, Arthur John Chatfield . 

Wellingborough War Memorial

I have also travelled twice to France to visit the Australian Military Cemetery at Villers-Bretonneux and see the panel on which John Williams’ name is inscribed. Standing there on a winter's day when the biting wind was howling across the plains I shed a tear for Bert and Ethel and Sarah Jane and the thousands of young men who made the ultimate sacrifice for their countries. 

Villers-Bretonneux Cemetery, France

Hopefully it was some consolation to Sarah Jane that three of her sons returned from the front. 

Ethel was married at 15 and had lost two children and a husband by the time she was 18. The effect of these events on her must have been enormous. After the war The Chatfields asked Ethel and Billy to come and live with them in England but she declined. I presume that Ethel lived with her parents until she met her second husband, my grandfather Frank Duncan. She was blessed to have supportive parents and a strong family network to help her through these tough times.

Lest we forget.

94 and still going strong

Happy Birthday to my Mum, Elsie Harriet Duncan

Born 31 January 1923, Cobar NSW

Trove Tuesday - Cobar Diggers fight again

I had always wondered why my grandfather, Frank Duncan, walked off his 33,000 acre property, Elsinore near Cobar in the 1930s. In 2012 my mother told me that life was challenging on the property; my mother says her father wasn't suited to the hard work required "he was basically lazy". He may have been lazy but I now know there was a more valid reason for his departure.

Trove served up my answer this week. I knew there had been a bushfire in January 1932 but I did not realise the extent of the damage until I read the following report:

1932 'Cobar Fires.', Lachlander and Condobolin and Western Districts Recorder (NSW : 1899 - 1952), 13 January, p. 2, viewed 21 February, 2016, http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article214130462

30,000 of the 32,900 acres on the property Elsinore were burnt out. I don't know what stock losses were involved. As more newspapers from the district appear on Trove this information may come to light. Reports in the newspapers described the futility of the situation.

1932 'N.S.W. FIRES STILL RAGING.', News (Adelaide, SA : 1923 - 1954), 8 January, p. 1 Edition: Home Edition, viewed 21 February, 2016, http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article128303230

This paragraph brought a tear to my eye "Many small squatters have been completely ruined.They cannot afford to rebuild their fences, let alone contribute to the fire-fighting fund." I thought of poor Frank, father of five, whose dreams for the future were probably in tatters.

The following article describes how Diggers who had fought in the First World once again fought against a new enemy.

1932 'Diggers Stand Shoulder To Shoulder Again.', The Newcastle Sun (NSW : 1918 - 1954), 6 January, p. 1, viewed 21 February, 2016, http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article165373344

And there it was the phrase that told me why Frank had deserted his property 'Duncan was taking a last farewell of his Elsinor Station,' which fire had ruined. ' The person cited in this article was not Fred Duncan but my Grandfather, Frank Duncan.

Frank summed up the gravity of the situation when he said "There is nothing that has reminded me more than the war, than this".

Thank you Trove for shedding light on our Grandfather's story.

Full text of above article :

Diggers Stand Shoulder To Shoulder Again

SPREADING FLAMES TERRIFIC FIGHT IN THE WEST   BIG LOSS  

(From Our Special Representative)

COBAR. Wednesday.

Diggers who fought to gether with, bayonet and   rifle are to-day standing side by side with spades and leather fire-beaters in a battle against the bush fires.

THE fires are steadily gaining ground. . 'Taffy' Andrews,' a welter weight boxing champion and one of the best-known of pugilistic figures,   has been completely, cleaned out by the fire.    

While seeking feed for his few re- maining sheep on the road, Andrews shook the hand of an old digger friend, Fred Duncan. Duncan was taking a last farewell of his Elsinor Station,' which fire had ruined. '         '

LIKE THE WAR '. To complete the digger trinity, for mer Light Horseman 'Tib Booth, who had made a vow two years ago not to leave his station for either town or city until he had made a success of it, emerged yesterday a beaten man, with not a paddock left unburned.   'There Is nothing that has remind- ed me more than the war, than this" said Duncan who brought in a strand- ed woman and two children from thefire area last night ? 'The Sun' representative last night came up with Tiny Titcumbe's gang of firefighters at Double Gate. about 30 mllca from Cobar. 'Tlny' 'is the biggest man in tho police force of Now South Wales, and had a smile on his face that could easily be interpreted. He had beaten his section of the firefront . RAIN OR RUIN The search for feed is now driving the stock on to main stock routes - a sight that will doubtless be common in the Far West unless there are heavy rains. A mob of 9000, In charge of drover J. Stead, is located at Mopone, nine miles along the Bourke-road from. Cobar, and another of 12,000, muster-   ed by Mr. W. -.range, is held up at Sixteen-mile tank, Lerida. Many of the -sheep are singed black. Pad- dington, Keewong, and several other private wires are down and communi- cation is cut off. The question naturally asked is,'Where will it all end?'   It is answered simply by experienced bushmen and graziers — 'Rain or ruin.'

Trove Tuesday - Grandfather's car

I had heard that my grandfather, Frank Duncan, liked cars.  Recently as I was digging around in Trove I came across this article that tells of my grandfather's activity on this day in 1925.

1925 'MORE NEW CARS.', Western Age (Dubbo, NSW : 1914 - 1932) , 25 December, p. 2, viewed 18 March, 2014, http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article137082487

Happy Birthday, Aunty Kath

Kathleen Jane Duncan would have been 88 today.

Kathleen Jane Duncan

I don't know why Aunty Kath was born in Nyngan, NSW when at the time of her birth the family lived in Cobar, NSW. I must ask my Mum if she remembers the story behind this.

Jack and Kath Madden on their wedding day

Kath married Englishman, Jack Madden, at Kensington, NSW in 1948. My grandmother (who wasn't biased) thought Aunty Kath was the prettiest bride in the family.

A devoted wife, mother, grandmother and sister Aunty Kath was a pretty good Aunt.  When my mother was working, Aunty Kath always had me over for a "Holiday" in the school holidays and  she and Uncle Jack sometimes included me in their family's summer holidays to the beach. When it was discovered that I had a case of nits as a nine year old  on holiday with the Maddens I was absolutely distraught. Instead of keeping me at arm's length Aunty Kath got into my little bed and comforted me. I'll never forget that kindness.

Family holiday at Ettalong 1955. Aunty Kath (second from left) little Geniaus middle front

When I was a little girl Mum and Kath ran a smallgoods shop and delicatessen in Kensington, NSW. Aunty Kath and Uncle Jack lived in the residence above the shop while Mum, Dad and I stayed there on the weekends when it was Mum's turn to work on Saturdays. As an only child I enjoyed that time spent with the extended family and the easy access to the chocolate malted milkshakes served in the shop.

Aunty Kath encouraged me in my reading by lending me some of the books she received from her book club. it was exciting as a 12 or 13-year-old to be introduced to works for adults, I still remember reading her Monica Dickens books, those by Betty MacDonald and some titles about life in a prisoner of war camp in World War II.

Kath was the only one of the five Duncan girls to get a driver's licence, I remember how I loved going out with her and my cousin in her little black Mini.

Kath (3rd from left) her mother and siblings 1970

Kath was a hard worker, together with her husband Jack Madden she ran a very successful hotel supplies business in Sydney. (see my post on the green plates). They retired a couple of times but soon found themselves back in business. After Uncle Jack's death Aunty Kath went to work for their accountant, she was a whizz with figures. Although she was in her mid seventies her co-workers all thought she was in her early sixties, Aunty Kath was as sharp as a tack.

My mum and Aunty Kath had a very close relationship, every Saturday for many years Kath would pick Mum up in her car and they would head off to shop and visit their mother, Ethel,  and sister, Eileen. Included in these excursions would be some clothes shopping. The Duncan girls loved to chase down a bargain.

Kath and Jack 1977

My Aunty Kath was very special to me.

No photo

My Great-Grandfather, Francis Duncan, who died 93 years ago today is a bit of a mystery man to me.

The only photo I have relating to him is one of his headstone in Cobar Cemetery.

Frank Duncan and Harriet Magick are buried in Cobar Cemetery

When I started writing this post an hour ago I decided to see if I could find any new information on Francis who had been born in Victoria and who died in Cobar. As he never "married" his wife, Harriet Holmes (nee Magick), I don't know when or where he met her and as the births of his children weren't registered I cannot confirm their birth places and discover where frank and Harriet were living at that time. I have visited the Museum in Cobar but they have no information on Frank.

Where did I turn? Trove of course. In a short time I have placed Francis in Cobar from 1900, discovered that he was a carpenter, lived in Prince Street, leased land and ran sheep on it, did contract work for the local council and that his estate was probated (I hadn't found this at State Records - time for more investigation there). Two In Memoriam notices confirm the names of some of his grandchildren.

This post did not go where I expected it to go thanks to Trove., I am excited and on the hunt. The source of my joy today is The Cobar Herald (NSW : 1899 - 1914 that must have been recently added to Trove. I must away aand thoroughly read the articles I have found and conjure up a few more search strings to test out The Cobar Herald.

Maybe one day I'll find a photo of Francis and Harriet.

Wordless Wednesday - Congratulations Red Cross

On this the Centenary of the founding of the Australian Red Cross I am sharing this photo of my grandparents with my mother and her four sisters who were members of the Junior Red Cross in Cobar NSW.

The Duncan girls. Cobar c 1935

Trove Tuesday - A question answered

Two years ago I wrote this post, Do you know Nellie Francisco?, which I will copy below. 
at the end of the post I posed a question to which I now have an answer. Please read on....

Do you know Nellie Francisco?

Going through an old photo album with my Mother today we came cross this photo "That's Nellie Francisco, I was her bridesmaid", Mum said.

Knowing that the photo was taken in Cobar I had a look at the NSW Registry of Births Deaths & Marriages Online Historical Indexes. I put Francisco in the Brides Last Name at Marriage box, selected a date range of 1935 to 1945 and Cobar as the District where the event was registered.  Here is what I found.

It appears that Nellie (Ellen Elizabeth) became Mrs Jack Richard Buckley in 1940. 

Mum couldn't recall the name of the little flowergirl. I wonder who she was?

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I go back to Trove every now and then to repeat my searches. As I had a few minutes to spare recently I popped the terms Elsie Duncan Cobar into the search box to see what new items I could find and I was rewarded with an answer to my question. The little girl's name is Melva Bourne. You can read all about the wedding in this report that I found on Trove.

1940 'WEDDING.', Molong Express and Western District Advertiser (NSW : 1887 - 1954), 6 April, p. 8, viewed 18 March, 2014, http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article140648797

This example demonstrates the value of redoing our Trove searches.

Mary Olive Duncan 1931-1997

Mary cuts her 21st cake

Today my Aunty Mary would be 83 years old. The youngest of the five Duncan girls from Cobar she died aged 66 in 1997. My Mum the eldest of the five is the only sister still surviving - longevity is a game of chance.

One of my earliest memories of Mary is at her 21st birthday party held at the Masonic Hall in Kensington. and I also remember the day when she married Laurence Wellesley Jackson, a musician,  in  1957.  After Mary separated from Laurie she began a relationship with Noel Tate that lasted until her death. I remember Aunty Mary as being a fun-loving and generous woman who loved her nieces and nephews and their children.

During her time with Laurie and her early years with Noel Mary had an ongoing battle with alcohol. Eventually she joined Alcoholics Anonymous and managed to remain sober until her death due to the strength she gained from membership of this organisation coupled with her determination.

We younger members of the family heard rumours that Mary had borne some children but were kept in the dark about this. My cousins and I think that Mary had two or three children who were either adopted or fostered out. I seem to remember being told about a new little cousin born at The War Memorial Hospital Waverley probably in the late 1950s and then not hearing anything further on the matter.

Mary aged 4 in Cobar

I was surprised to learn at Mary's funeral in 1997 that her son was in attendance (I had wondered who the young man in the front pew was). This was quite a bombshell. Apparently he had made contact with Mary and had been visiting her for a while.

My mother offered this young man, Tim, who lived on the Central Coast a lift in my car part of the way home from the funeral. I chatted with Tim on the long drive from Jamberoo and realised after I dropped him off at Epping Railway Station that I didn't ask him for his contact details.  Tim had told us that he also had a sister, Susan.

I have thought long and hard about writing about living people in this post but Mary's children are my first cousins and I want them to be able to find me if ever they decide they need to have contact with  members of their birth family. I have quite a number of photos of Mary and her family that I would love to share with her children. I hope that some day they do a Google search for Mary's name and contact me.

Trove Tuesday - A Pool for Dubbo

My mother's memory isn't quite what it used to be. She does, however, remember travelling by train as a child from Cobar to Dubbo for the opening of the Dubbo Swimming Pool. When pressed for more details ie How old were you? When was it? she couldn't remember.

Trove to the rescue.

Sydney Morning Herald Wednesday 6 November 1935

So now I know that Mum made that trip to Dubbo in 1935 when she was 13 years old. I will be searching Trove to see what else I can find to help with Mum's memories. Thanks Trove.

Trove Tuesday - Cobar 1923

Ninety years ago this week my Mum was born in Cobar, NSW. Wondering what was happening there during the week of her birth I turned to Trove. Here are some of the stories I found.

Mr. M. L. Pryor, acting postmaster,has been officially notified that he hasbeen appointed to the position ofpostmaster at Cobar. Mr. Pryor hasno idea when he will leave for Cobar.
1923 'PERSONAL.', Barrier Miner (Broken Hill, NSW : 1888 - 1954), 31 January, p. 2, viewed 29 January, 2013, http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article45596548
Mr. V. Farrier, mining inspector,who is at present holiday-making in8vdney, will probably return to BrokenHill on Saturday next. As soon as hearrives Mr. J. R. Godfrey, who hasbeen relieving him. will return toCobar, where he is stationed.

1923 'PERSONAL.', Barrier Miner (Broken Hill, NSW : 1888 - 1954), 27 January, p. 2 Edition: SPORTING EDITION., viewed 29 January, 2013, http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article45596241

Announcement Part 1

Announcement Part 2

1923 'Advertising.', The Sydney Morning Herald (NSW : 1842 - 1954), 31 January, p. 3, viewed 29 January, 2013, http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article28079683

1923 'New South Wales.', The Western Champion (Barcaldine, Qld. : 1922 - 1937), 27 January, p. 8, viewed 29 January, 2013, http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article79296210

So what do these snippets tell me about the town in which Mum was born?

Cobar had a Post Office and a new Postmaster. I wonder if he still was the Postmaster who employed Mum when she went to work there at age 15.

I knew that Cobar was a mining town as employment opportunities at the mines is what brought my grandmother's family to the district.

If my grandmother would have been inclined she could have had a train ride east with her new daughter. It's a shame that the train line to Cobar has now been closed.

My poor grandmother must have been very uncomfortable in the last few days of  her pregnancy with temperatures in Cobar reaching 110 degrees fahrenheit.

My mother and grandmother - Cobar 1923

120th Carnival of Genealogy - Business and Commerce

Business and Commerce is the theme chosen by Jasia of Creative Gene for the Carnival of Genealogy,  120th Edition The challenge is:

Did someone in your family own a small business? Was there a favorite clothing store, ice cream shop, shoe store, restaurant, gas station, etc. that your family frequented? Did you operate a lemonade stand when you were a child? This time around we are going to be researching small businesses and recording family memories of such.

Unfortunately in spite of all of their toil none of my ancestors was rewarded with wealth from commerce. Rewards came in the form of happy lives and healthy families.


Frank Duncan, my maternal grandfather, was the subject of a post in 2009 for the 75th Carnival of Genealogy.  I cannot go past Frank and his efforts at making a quid for this post.


Frank's first job was in the copper mines in  Cobar , in outback NSW. I don't know how successful he was at this venture because he left the mines fairly soon after World War I broke out to join the Australian Army. After an unremarkable tour of duty in Europe Frank returned to Cobar.

On his return  Frank was able, through the Soldiers Settlement Scheme, to gain a grant of Crown land on which he built a house for his bride, Ethel. This plot was a station (very large farm) of 32,000 acres, Elsinore, outside of Cobar.  Elsinore was 40 miles west of Cobar NSW. In 2012 this is a remote area, nearly 90 years ago it was extremely remote. Cobar, the nearest town, was a long carriage ride over rutted, red, dusty roads. Sydney and the coast was 700 km away. Life was tough, there were droughts, bushfires and loneliness.

Frank Duncan at Elsinore

Frank ran sheep on his large property. In 1924 there were 3 horses, 2 cows and 916 sheep ; in 1926 there were 3 horses and 1200 sheep. From photos I have of the farm I can see that they also kept chickens.  Life was challenging on the property; my mother says her father wasn't suited to the hard work required "he was basically lazy". By the time my mother was old enough to go to school in around 1930 my grandmother and the girls moved into town and Frank worked the property and came to town on weekends. Some time after 1936 Frank gave up on being a grazier and gave the property away!

Elsinore wool being carted to town

Poddy lamb and chickens at Elsinore

An interesting venture of Frank's was his catering van, he was the Mr Whippy of the outback.  He drove this van around the countryside to feed the crowds at race meetings and other gatherings. From this van he sold his home made pies (I imagine that my grandmother cooked these - I remember that she made pretty good Cornish Pasties) and the ginger beer he brewed. Mum enjoyed the trips she made with her Dad to these far-flung events.

Franks catering van with Aunty Lil (now 83) behind the wheel

Together with my grandmother, Ethel Jane Pusell, Frank ran a cafe in Cobar; the family lived in a flat above the shop. I am not sure how long this venture lasted or if it was successful.  On my recent visit to Cobar I noted that the shop is now an antique store.

Frank certainly didn't make a killing from any of his business  pursuits. When he and the family moved to Sydney in the early 1940s he took a job driving a van for the Kensington Post Office.

This post first appeared on the Geniaus blog http://geniaus.blogspot.com