I’ve been cycling to work most days for a year, a round trip of about 15 km, not bad for a 58 year old. It’s been a challenge for me. I’ve never enjoyed exercise but started leisure cycling when we moved to Brisbane 8 years ago. I’d enjoyed riding a bike as a kid so to me it was the least painful way to do some exercise.
On holiday in 2013 I was cycling with a group of women who were in their 70’s and they made it up the hills. I didn’t. This challenged me Continue reading →
How do you celebrate your national day, and do you really know what and why you are celebrating?
It’s a bit sad when you have to resort to Google to confirm what the origin of the day is all about, but that’s what I did. For the record, Australia Day is celebrated on the 26th of January each year and marks the anniversary of the 1788 arrival of the first fleet of British ships at Port Jackson, New South Wales, and raising of the flag of Great Britain at that site by Governor Arthur Phillip. (Thanks Wikipedia)
Whilst that’s the historic significance, today I’d suggest that most Australian’s use the day to celebrate our freedom, wealth and safety, the diversity of our community, and the spirit of “mateship”, all attributes that allow us to call Australia “The Lucky Country”. That’s how we spent the day.
Whilst we don’t get hung up on tradition, we always seem to find ourselves spending the day with close friends, sharing the good weather, great food, chilled wine, stories from the year just past, and our plans ahead. Always with plenty of laughter. Where would we be without others to share Continue reading →
I love a good wedding, and Felicity and Job’s was one of the best. It was a spectacularly beautiful summer’s day as they married in the chapel at Sanctuary Cove. The glorious weather was truly appreciated as the day before had seen a deluge of rain resulting in closed roads due to flooding.
How wonderful to see families and friends come together for such a joyous occasion. The chapel was full of children laughing and smiling, I’m so glad they were included.
It’s such an honour to be invited to a wedding, to share that special time when a couple make their commitment to each other. Felicity and Job had written their own vows and the heartfelt expression of their love for each other, and their hopes for the future, ensured many tears Continue reading →
I don’t think I was having one when I bought the Harley at age 45, but I was probably a perfect fit for the stereo typical label. It was just a time in my life when it was what I wanted and could afford it. Did it matter that I didn’t even have a motor bike licence? Not to me it didn’t.
Hang on…..before you get all righteous, let me explain.
When I returned from Papua New Guinea in 2000, I was fortunate to get in early on the Peter Lik train………destination, world domination. I was employed by Peter as his group CEO at the time when Peter had one small photographic Gallery in Cairns, North Queensland. Within four years, Continue reading →
This week I discovered an unusual way to get to know people.
As I have said, one of the major reasons for this blog is to develop the discipline of writing often so that I will actually complete the book that I am committed to. It’s the life story of my friend, a Forgotten Australian, so called because they were abused and neglected in institutional care. The working title for that book is now Not Forgotten, who knows what it will be called eventually.
I have an obsession with finding the perfect travel bag/purse. My wardrobe is littered with bags that were good, but not good enough to deserve a repeat trip. The bag has to be big enough to carry a jacket or cardigan, and of course my ipad, umbrella, glasses, emergency first aid, maps etc but not big enough to be bulky… after all Steven carries the heavy stuff. Of course it has to look great.
A shoulder bag always slips off my shoulder, and a cross body feels awkward. My preference is for a backpack but sometimes having your bag on your back is not the safest. It also has to durable and not black (life’s too short for black handbags). So I was excited to find this Sakroots bag which adjusts easily from crossbody to backpack. It’s made of tough easy to clean canvas, its light and I love the design and colours. I like that I can read about the artist that created the bag and that my purchase helped to support native birds in Arizona.
Then my travel bliss was made complete when I stumbled across this navy Mosey wallet that converts to a tiny bag… perfect for those times when you want to take out nothing more than money, cards and phone. Not only is it cute it’s also made from LITE Leather and recycled PET bottles.
Two bags, both with a story. There ends my first and probably only fashion blog!
Have you every had something that you were good at and really loved, but for different reasons you lost it…or gave it away? I have.
That something for me was music. When I was about 14 years old I was an accomplished musician for my age, playing trumpet, saxophone, clarinet, euphonium, a little bit of piano and the electronic organ. Those talents saw me playing most weekends in an old time ballroom dance band – Ron Campbell’s Orchestra, “The Pride of the South Coast”. All was fabulous for a few years, and then I found girls. The pressure for a young adolescent boy of competing priorities got a little too much, and ultimately, I chose girls and lost the music. That loss lasted almost 15 years. When I met Anne she had no idea of my musical aptitude – all she knew was that some odd looking cases took up a whole lot of room in my wardrobe. Those cases contained my sax and trumpet. I knew I would make music again, and in the early 1990’s I did. As a family, in 1990 we moved to Papua New Continue reading →
The enduring book club has been meeting now for about six years. We were originally all connected through our work but our paths have now separated. There were a few more of us, but now we are just five. We are all counsellors, psychologists, case managers and social workers. We plan to meet about once a month….. but it usually ends up with a bigger gap as we struggle to find a shared date that fits. We sometimes remember to talk about the book.
I love this warm, funny, smart, caring group of woman. It’s a safe place to talk about the challenges of our work, to get suggestions and Continue reading →
Mu’ooz in Tigrinyan (the language of Eritrea and parts of Ethiopia) means tasty and healthy, and that’s just what it was. Anne and I had dinner with 4 friends last night at the Mu’ooz restaurant in West End, Brisbane. The restaurant is a not for profit social enterprise. The aim of Mu’ooz is to create employment, training and work experience opportunities for refugee women from Africa. My favourite dish was Mbisi, which is slow cooked goat with garlic, capsicum, green chilli and herbs. www.muooz.com.au
Like any good restaurant, the food is only as good as the Chef, and that’s where “Outback Matty” comes in. I had walked past the kitchen and noticed a rugged Aussie looking bloke wearing a “MasterChef” apron. I couldn’t help myself. I had to ask him if he was one of those celebrities from the TV cooking show – I was a bit star struck! Sure enough he was, appearing in the Australian MasterChef professionals series in 2013.