Rose Cottage no longe existed but Brrok Cottage remained. We found the little cottage situated next to an old oak tree on a narrow strip of land running side-by-side with a wedge-shaped allotment down to the "brook", as both Lawrence and the locals called Nannya Creek.
The adjoining wedge-shaped block is now vacant, as the old cottage on it (Rose Cottage) had been condemned and demolished.. Gail and David, who had lived in their house for 32 years, said that the remaining cottage used to be owned by an old man called Mr Rawson who told them that Mollie Skinner had lived there. We went down to look at the cottage more closely, walking through the soft mossy grass strewn with large gumnuts, past wattle brightly in bloom. The old oak tree still had some leaves because the winter had been so short and gentle.
Down from the cottage was the brook, which usually only runs in winter. Lawrence had visited in late autumn, by which time the brook itself would have probably dried up, although the sudden rain storm on the day of Lawrence's arrival in Fremantle might have provided some water. But Lawrence mentions a pond and the ducks. Jack Skinner had most likely dammed the creek to provide his cow and other animals with drinking water during summer. A little, and very old, wooden footbridge with no railing led over the creek to a large cleared paddock with the rurnains of a loose stone wall on two sides.
This paddock is joined to the wedge-shaped allotment on the other side of the creek and was the three acres which her brother took up, referred to by Mollie Skinner in The Fifth Sparrow. I know Lawrence would walk down from Leithdale to visit Mollie's mother: "The path down the hollow under the gum trees, to your mother's cottage; and those big ducks - Your mother didn't belong to our broken, fragmentary generation; with her oriental rugs in that little wooden bungalow, and her big, easy gesture of life. It was too small for her, really."
The most likely path Lawrence would have taken would have been up the hill behind Leithdale and down a track to the dirt road, then along the right-of-way by the stone wall of the paddock, across the little wooden footbridge, and up the slope to Mollie's mother's cottage.
If any of the locals had observed the pale, red-bearded Englishman making his way through the grey bush towards Rose Cottage and Jack's little farm, on which there was a cow, the visit might well have gone into Darlington folklore.
But the fact that Mollie later took Lawrence's advice and used Rose cottage as a writer's retreat was indeed added to the legend.