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13 - A pilgrimage to Brisbane’s old house of the dead (Bridget’s morgue)

  • Writer: Bernadette Moulder
    Bernadette Moulder
  • Aug 18, 2024
  • 3 min read

Updated: Aug 25, 2024

Photo of the foundations of the former Brisbane morgue (1910-1927) with a historic photograph of the building in the background. The Bicentennial Bike Path runs in front.
The foundations of the former Brisbane morgue (1910-1927) are revealed as part of the Queen's Wharf development on Brisbane's waterfront, with a historic photograph depicting the original building in the background. The Bicentennial Bike Path is visible in the foreground. [1]

Like so many Brisbanites, I’ve ridden (or walked) past the site of the old Brisbane morgue. blissfully unaware of its grisly history.  Perched on the edge of the City on the Brisbane River, it seems too charming a place to pop a morgue.

Black and white photograph of Queen’s Wharf Road, Brisbane, taken around 1911. The image shows the Brisbane Morgue and the Treasury Building, with place names added. The view is from the wharves on the south side of the Brisbane River. A modern landmark, the Bicentennial Bike Path (2024), is also labelled where the riverbank is shown.
A historic view of Queen’s Wharf Road in Brisbane, circa 1911, showcasing the Brisbane Morgue and the Treasury Building, as seen from the wharves on the south side of the Brisbane River. The modern Bicentennial Bike Path runs next to river in 2024. Place names added by the author using Canva. [2]

It looks better suited to a summer picnicking spot, or a fisherman’s rest.  Alas, that outsides so often don’t match insides.


Little remains of Bridget’s Brisbane. A haphazard approach to preserving history, continuous growth and a Queensland conviction that “newer is better” means Brisbane retains only hints of its colonial past. I only knew about the old morgue foundations because someone posted on a local Facebook group about how it had been highlighted by recent development.


It struck me, as I stared at that old concrete slab, that this was one of the very few verified places Bridget had been. Or her body had.

 

It’s the way of life that moments you want to be soulful are ruined by normality.  A commuter on an e-Scooter damn near hit me as I took photos. Temporary construction fencing meant I couldn’t even lay flowers for my murdered auntie.

A historical photo of the old Brisbane morgue, a white building with a red roof, in the foreground. Behind it is the second Victoria Bridge spanning the Brisbane River. The steel bridge reflects on the calm water, with trees and distant hills visible under a clear blue sky. Taken in May 1962.
The old Brisbane morgue (1910-1927) stands in the foreground, with the second Victoria Bridge crossing the Brisbane River visible in the background. Image by Jack Bain, May 1962. [3]

I didn’t have the stomach to dwell on the details of early, twentieth-century post-mortems conducted in a sub-tropical climate in high summer. [4] I can only be grateful that my family had the means to ensure Bridget was buried in under 48 hours after her death.[5]


Instead, I thought of my father’s family as I gazed at the ruins of the building where Bridget’s post-mortem happened.


Dad's kin have deep connections to the funeral industry in Perth, Western Australia.  From his stone-mason grandfather to the niece and nephews who became funeral directors, our Western Australia family have made their living from the business of death.


Speaking to a passionate funeral director about their work is something of a rare privilge. Most of them combine broken bodies (from lifting dead weight) with unending kindness (a prerequisite for job when encountering people at their worst). 


They will you tell droll stories of important family events interrupted because they need to go to work. Hidden behind the humour is a gentle acceptance of death tempered by a steely determination to shield the newly grieving however they can. 


I found two records with funeral homes for my murdered auntie from January 1914. [6] (Alex Gow Funerals still operate in Queensland today.) I think they're from the transport of her body to and from the old Brisbane Morgue and then home to Allora.

 

I hope people like my father’s family were looking after Bridget and the O’Callaghans on 18 January 1914 – people of exquisite tact who ensured Bridget travelled home with dignity and that her mother, father and brother were treated with unrelenting gentleness.

Alex Gow Undertaker’s premises at 550 Queen Street, Brisbane, Queensland. John Oxley Library, State Library of Queensland, 2007. [7]

 

End Notes


[1] B. Moulder. "Foundations of the Former Brisbane Morgue (1910-1927)." Photo taken at Queen's Wharf development, Brisbane, 7 June 2024.


[2] View of Queen’s Wharf Road, Brisbane, ca. 1911. John Oxley Library, State Library of Queensland. Place names added by the author using Canva.


[3] Bain, Jack. Second Permanent Victoria Bridge, Brisbane River. May 1962. QUT Digital Collections, Queensland University of Technology, https://digitalcollections.qut.edu.au/6132/. Accessed 18 Aug. 2024.

[4] There’s a truly excellent recounting of Brisbane’s old morgues if you’ve the constitution to read it.  Hamilton-Smith, Lexy. "Brisbane's Old Morgue: How the House for the Dead Survived." ABC News, 12 July 2018, www.abc.net.au/news/2018-07-12/brisbanes-old-morgue-how-the-house-for-the-dead-survived/9870010. Accessed 19 June 2024.


[5] "TRAGEDY AT MAYNE" Daily Standard (Brisbane, Qld. : 1912 - 1936) 19 January 1914: 5 (SECOND EDITION). Web. 19 Jun 2024, http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article180933855.


[6] Genealogical Society of Queensland. "Record Transcription: Queensland Funeral Records." Findmypast.com.au. Accessed June 19, 2024.


[7] Alex Gow Undertaker’s premises at 550 Queen Street, Brisbane, Queensland. John Oxley Library, State Library of Queensland, 2007.

 
 
 

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