Breakfast for blokes
I was guest speaker this morning at “Breakfast for Blokes”. This is a Christian men’s group that meets monthly for prayer and fellowship.
I was honoured to be invited and used the opportunity to give some personal views on the media’s role in society and more particularly the role of newspapers in country communities.
I finished with this joke, which like nearly all jokes was adapted from elsewhere:
There were three men: an editor, a photographer, and a journalist, walking down a street when they discover a lamp. As they rub the lamp a genie appears and offers to grant them each a wish:
The photographer went first. “I would like to spend the rest of my life living in a huge house in Margaret River with no money worries.” The genie granted his wish and sent him off to Margaret River.
The journalist went next. “I would like to spend the rest of my life living on a huge yacht cruising the Great Barrier Reef with no money worries.” The genie granted his wish and sent him off to the Whitsundays.
Last, but not least, it was the editor’s turn. “And what would your wish be?” asked the genie.
The editor replied: “I want them both back after lunch. The deadline for tomorrow’s paper is in three hours.”
Anzac Day in Kalgoorlie
I’ve never been one to attend the Dawn Service! However, I always make a point of attending the main late-morning ceremony.
Today I went to the Kalgoorlie parade (there was also one in Boulder). The crowd wasn’t as great as I expected, but apparently there were 3000 people at the Dawn Service.
The march went from the Post Office to the Town Hall. People then proceeded inside, which was also unusual in my experience.
What followed was a moving ceremony with a choir, band and enthusiastic participation from the audience. I was highly impressed.
I estimate there were fewer than 20 veterans in the parade (I was told about 60 participated at Boulder). I compared this with Bright, where despite a smaller population of about 3000 people some 100 ex-service personnel usually marched.
That says nothing except to remark on the different demographics in terms of age groups.
This web site
This web site is no longer interactive. It’s not compatible with my occupation to encouage discussion through this media.
That said, I’m looking to introduce interactive web content to the Kalgoorlie Miner. I might also contribute anonymously to other sites that encourage political debate.
Meanwhile, continue to visit occasionally, as I will post some personal and family news here.
Family news
We visited relatives in Perth last weekend. It was great to see several of my cousins and their children. My aunt is ill, but it was a pleasure to see her and introduce my wife and little ones.
My cousin Veronica’s daughter Johanna is a hairdresser (not sure of the spelling, but think it’s the same as Margaret’s middle name in honor of Nana). She did a few hair cuts on Sunday afternoon, including Margaret’s first.
Maggie sat so still and was so mature it almost scared us. For a two-year-old she is so grown up! It was her first cut and Jo just did the fringe. It changed Maggie’s face so much she no longer looks like a baby.
Religion
I admit that we lost contact with organised religion after the twins were born. It required a big effort to get the family to mass and the twins were a handful. Traditional denominations in Australia have lost members partly because they haven't been family friendly. As congregations grow older it's hard for parents to take young children to church in an environment where they have few peers. That's no reason though to forget or ignore one's faith. I came across a web site called the Catholic Show which reminds people that the church is a vibrant, growing, relevant organisation. With Kathleen attending a Catholic secondary school next year it's likely we'll become more involved in the local parish.
Twins are getting bigger

I haven’t posted a photo of the twins for a while, so here’s a cute one of James and Margaret taken last night. They’re talking a lot more now and have cute conversations with each other.
Footy fever?
The football season has begun. Here in WA the supporters of West Coast and Fremantle are strutting and fretting as the case may be.
Delayed coverage from Victoria and South Australia tells me the Lions are in demise, the Kangaroos are jumping and the Cats are looking good. Do I care? Not really.
2006 is the 10th year since my beloved Fitzroy was axed from the league. They “merged” with the Brisbane Bears to form the Lions. Read more




