On Saturday, Andy and Cahaya and I got out early to catch another old VFL ground, Glenferrie Oval. I was totally unaware of the charms of this venue until I saw Mike Hugo’s ‘Footy Places’ design. I have never seen a brick Art Deco grandstand before.
This is very much my wife’s homeland. Her parents and grandparents grew up between Hawthorn, Kew and Camberwell. (This why she says dahnce and I say dants). Great auntie Val, who passed away in February at 97, was a lifelong Hawk. She would have spent many fruitless afternoons here during the pre-powerhouse years. She’s the only person in my extended family with an obituary in Footy Almanac.
Glenferrie was in use this morning for Ultimate Frisbee and Lacrosse. We kicked around a little ball we found for a while before Andy threw it back to the lacrossists; I had no idea it was theirs. The turf looks like Brunswick Oval; a fluffy multicoloured mess of couch, buffalo, moss and sand. The main stand is now locked away from causal visitors and arsonists, and looks well cared-for. I like the little stand of gums squeezed between the concrete stand and the railway line, and the once brown-and-gold post holding a sign about correct dog etiquette.