A Poetic Piece of Tambo
We love it when visitors walk through the doors of Tambo Teddies carrying a story from Tambo’s past — and Wayne and Jane certainly had a wonderful one to share.
Wayne’s uncle, Ralph Buchanan, was once the publican of the Royal Carrangarra Hotel in Tambo, spending time behind the bar during the late 1980s and early 1990s.
While living in Tambo, Ralph decided to try his hand at poetry. His motivation was a practical one: he wanted to gain a better understanding of English and improve his writing skills. Armed with a trusty old typewriter, he began putting his thoughts onto paper.
It wasn’t long before Ralph became quite prolific. His poems captured the places, people and experiences that made Queensland’s rural regions so distinctive. He wrote about the sights to see, the things to do and, of course, life in and around Tambo. For us, however, there is one poem that stands out from all the others.
Ralph wrote a poem about Tambo Teddies.
It is a wonderful little connection to our early history. Tambo Teddies began in 1993, born from an idea to create employment, encourage visitors to stop in town and make something special from the wool produced in our region. To know that our fledgling little teddy bear business captured Ralph’s imagination enough to inspire a poem is rather special.
More than three decades later, Wayne and Jane’s visit brought Ralph’s story, and his poetry, back to Tambo.
Tambo Teddie Bear Picnic
Down in a secret quiet garden
Beside the Tambo Shire Hall
Tambo Teddies they all meet
With new friends one and all
Many others come to see them
As they picnic on the grass
To learn about those Teddies
Their magic will come to pass
For if you stay in Tambo
To see the smile on Teddies face
They will weave you some magic
So you love them in this place
With many Elves and Pixies
Teddies frolic all the day
Enjoying all their magic games
With their own Teddy Bear play
So if you are in this country
Stop in at Tambo some day
And cuddle the Tambo Teddies
To love you in a special way
Stories like these are an important part of our town’s history. They remind us that history isn’t only recorded in official documents and photographs. Sometimes it is tapped out, one letter at a time, on an old typewriter by a country publican with a story to tel l

