Monday, 27 April 2015

I've had a bad day!

I've had a bad day- it's all relative isn't it.
The car had a flat tyre, my cake didn't turn out, I had to spend three hours on the phone with Telstra and to top it all off the school rang and wants to see me about the children's behaviour!
While on the other side of the world in Syria , Kurdish women ( some only teenagers) are fighting along side the men to drive ISIS out of their towns. They believe they can win this war and let's hope that one day they only have to worry about the same things that we do.
Last week , eight of their soldiers were killed, four men and four women- a bad day, a VERY bad day.

Friday, 24 April 2015

Anzac Day

I am not a morning person but today I set the alarm for 4 am so Stuart and I could attend the Dawn Service at Canungra. To see so many respectful people, young and old at a small country town is very sobering. The organisers in Australia have urged people to attend for two main reasons, firstly it is the centenary but also to show the evil forces at work in the world that we as a people will not be intimidated but instead , celebrate the fact that so many died so we can live in peace.
I proudly wore my fathers medals from service in the Second World War. Dad enlisted in 1940 and served in Lybia in the siege know as The Rats of Tobruk, Lebanon on account of Rommel's advance on Alexandria, the battle of Al Alamein  and two years in Borneo in the invasion of Takakan.
My dad very rarely spoke about what he had experienced only occasionally mentioning things like when he was standing next to a soldier who dropped dead with a bullet to the head. The conditions under which they served were at times appalling and I know dad suffered in later life because of this.
I am very proud of my dad and proud to be an Australian

Sunday, 19 April 2015

It won't happen to me.

Driving to Brisbane last week, a long line of traffic was moving very slowly and orderly . The cause of the delay was a tractor, next thing a car at speed went around about 15 vehicles on a bend, a P Plater! Again on the way home a similar occurrence with a P Plater overtaking two vehicles on double white lines. I am not going to say that I did not drive in the  same reckless irresponsible way when I was young, that would be a lie and I consider myself very lucky to have escaped any serious injury . There seems to be a belief when you are young that it is o.k to flaunt the road rules and also that accidents happen to others. Defensive driving courses definitely have an effect as does police presence and zero alcohol but the main issue when you are young and think you are invincible  ( and it is much more difficult to change) is the mindset - it won't happen to me !!!!