The Queenslander

World War Two is over and North Queensland is yawning its way back to normality. The name and exact location of this town is not important except it is somewhere on the coastal side of the Great Divide. By small it is not a one horse town - but too under populated to score a red dot on the map and be classified as a city. Big enough to boast a Mayor – a Shire Council – a meat works – small port – a river plus a creek - a railway workshop – say ten pubs – a public hospital and library – a cemetery - two department stores – banks – a hardware business plus numerous small enterprises. Oh yes, it also has a dominate Catholic Church, complete with a Bishop to cater for the spiritual needs of a large but mainly rural diocese and a Church of England house of worship that is content to accept its prelate guidance from somewhere further South. The only other religious persuasion of any consequence is the somewhat less patronized Presbyterian denomination.