I AM travelling around southeast Queensland with my elderly mother and her dog as she loves small towns where she feels have "real people” in them (we come from a rural background).
I flew into Brisbane at 5am on December 28 and headed off with mum and dog as we only have 10 days together.
Yesterday we travelled from Marcoola up to Tewantin and over to Gympie where we stopped for a few hours and had lunch.
The next stop was Kilkivan, Goomeri, Murgon and Wondai, all lovely in their own right.
Arriving in Kingaroy we drove around to get our bearings with so many questions from our drive in.
The roadsides are meticulously kept, farms tidy and people had pride in their gardens.
It was at this point we decided this was an area worth spending some time in.
We found the peanut van and the lovely lass answered all my questions with ease and was obviously very proud of the area.
We wanted to know what the trees were that were growing in rows with some being mowed in half, what crops were here and of course about peanuts.
Between tastings of nutty deliciousness I found out the trees were for eye medication and other general town information.
I next went to the information centre where we were greeted by the nicest folk who showed me all the must sees and dos, I left promising to come back in the morning to see the museum.
The next problem was finding accommodation that would allow a small service dog which we did at the Carrollee Hotel.
What wonderfully caring people, the hotel itself is rich in history and we enjoyed dinner on the balcony while watching a deep red sun as it slipped behind the town.
Saturday morning I got up to take my mum's dog for a brisk walk (old ladies don't go very fast so left her snoozing) and the dog and I both need to lose a few rolls.
We ventured around the streets thankful the community store was closed today as I had no room for antiques in my carry on luggage and I have limited willpower for old rusty stuff (you would be able to tell that if you met my husband).
Got back made a cuppa and read the paper before walking to Woolworths to get a couple of items.
I got slightly lost but the silos are a great landmark to negotiate from.
First stop was nanas then the butchery.
Found a lad by the name of Bailey and asked him if he had a single chicken neck for a small dog. He was amazing, he popped over to the deli and when none found went out back to the chiller.
While he was gone I had the butcher manager check to see I was OK and all staff were ever so helpful.
When he returned he had it packaged up and wrote "free” on it.
Well that just made my day and I was looking forward to getting back to tell my mum.
I got a little lost trying to find a couple of other items when I was approached by Kerryn who helped me.
I thanked her, found my items and headed to the checkout.
Nearly done Kerryn comes forward with a box of chocolates and wishes me a happy new year.
There I stood with tears swelling in my eyes, how can a single town be blessed by so many extraordinary people?
I was grinning from ear to ear all the way back looking closer at all the shops and people.
What can I do to repay Kingaroy?
This town will now and forever hold a special place in my heart.
If you ever need an advocate, look me up.
Business Development Manager
Darwin (perhaps someday Kingaroy)
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