Photographic memories

November 30, 2013 at 11:41 pm (Angoram, artifacts, Bob Mackie, Commentary, Deborah Ruiz Wall, Don Bosgard, Dr Jan J Saave, East Sepik District, expatriates, Fr Fons Ruijter, Goya Henry, H.B.G. Larkin, Jim McKinnon, John Bowers, Kami Raymundus, Kevin Trueman, Michael Somare, Papua New Guinea, Paul Dennett, Peter Johnson, Photos, Sepik floods, Somare, Temlett Conibeer, W.M. Hughes)

Don Pybus in Sydney

Don Pybus in Sydney

 

Dieter with Peter Johnson, Sepik Ironman Competition, 07/06/2009

Dieter with Peter Johnson, Sepik Ironman Competition, 07/06/2009

Greetings from Goya 1968

Greetings from Goya 1968

A.C.T. Marke & John Kelly in the wilds of PNG

A.C.T. Marke & John Kelly in the wilds of PNG

1958 Leeton, contemplates a world trip  1961 Troppo on Kar Kar Island  1963 Driekikir

1958 Leeton, contemplates a world trip 1961 Troppo on Kar Kar Island 1963 Driekikir

Bill Eichhorn, MBE » Bill Eichhorn, successful entrepreneur and politician at home on the Keram River

Bill Eichhorn, successful entrepreneur and politician at home on the Keram River

Dave Wall at Kekten Village

Dave Wall at Kekten Village

William & Rosa Batak, Kekten Village

William & Rosa Batak, Kekten Village

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Ralf Stüttgen

Ralf Stüttgen

Sago 3   Sago 2   Sago Memories, thanks to Bob Beeke   Jock   Bob Beeke   Angoram Hotel

 d-d1Floods

kami,Torembi Village

kami,Torembi Village

Dave Wall & Jan Saave, some years after they left PNG

Dave Wall & Jan Saave, some years after they left PNG

Sue Treutlein & Bob Mackie at the Angoram Club

Sue Treutlein & Bob Mackie at the Angoram Club

Sanam Kabasse & Dave Wall

Sanam Kabasse & Dave Wall

Wewak Hospital

Wewak Hospital

Hand-written letter from W.M. Hughes to H.B.G. Larkin 2

Michael Somare, Angoram, 1973

Graeme Jones, Robyn Faulkner, Co-op Manager, Dave Bretherton, Jan Matysek, Clare & Des Hill, Bruce Ross, Pat Bretherton, Ella Lucas, Ronnie Lucas

Graeme Jones, Robyn Faulkner, Co-op Manager, Dave Bretherton, Jan Matysek, Clare & Des Hill, Bruce Ross, Pat Bretherton, Ella Lucas, Ronnie Lucas

outside the church 2

On the left, Eva Waramapi

On the left, Eva Waramapi

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The Rev. John Spender

The Rev. John Spender

David Augustus Wall & John Bowers in Como, early 1980s

David Augustus Wall & John Bowers in Como, early 1980s

Cedric Wyatt, Rick Wyatt, CWyatt - a legend in his own time!

Cedric Wyatt, Rick Wyatt, CWyatt – a legend in his own time!

Bob Becke with May & Harry Marchant, Two called to the bar at the Angoram Club, Jim McKinnon, Esther & Jim Stevens

Bob Becke with May & Harry Marchant, Two called to the bar at the Angoram Club, Jim McKinnon, Esther & Jim Stevens

Jock McIntyre & Bob Becke, Western District, PNG, 1960

Jock McIntyre & Bob Becke, Western District, PNG, 1960

Angoram Hotel Sepik.  Houseboat and powered canoes for guided tours along the mighty Sepik River. Angoram, Sepik District, New Guinea Photo Uwe Steinward (C) GNG 70

Angoram Hotel Sepik. Houseboat and powered canoes for guided tours along the mighty Sepik River. Angoram, Sepik District, New Guinea Photo Uwe Steinward (C) GNG 70

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November 30, 2013 at 10:43 am (Commentary)

Don Pybus in Sydney

Don Pybus in Sydney

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See link below:

November 29, 2013 at 7:38 am (Commentary)

http://www.independent.co.uk/arts-entertainment/classical/news/ballet-dancer-david-wall-dies-of-cancer-aged-67-8664497.html

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My email address has been hacked into!

November 28, 2013 at 7:04 am (Commentary)

Don’t respond to an email supposedly from me in Turkey asking for money – someone has got into my email account and is sending emails to all my contacts. I’m unable to sent any emails myself from my Gmail a/c.

It looks like I’ll have to close my email address!

Sorry about all this!

OLD EMAIL ADDRESS BACK IN OPERATION THANKS TO A BRILLIANT RELATION OF MINE!

30/11/2013  UNFORTUNATATELY I HAVE JUST DISCOVERED THAT I CAN’T SEND EMAILS OUT ON MY OLD EMAIL!!

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Who will be the next GG?

November 27, 2013 at 12:20 am (Commentary)

Correspondence to be hand written and by mail, please. You should be thinking of more important things such as who will be the next Governor-General now that the extreme left wing incumbent has disgraced herself. It MUST go to someone who actually believes in the current monarchy. My vote goes for John Howard.   Commander.
Intelligent response, but JH surely not politically possible at this stage…how about Gough?  PJ
The above comments need to be considered. What a wonderful suggestion to appoint Gough Whitlam.
 He could dismiss PM Abbott with the following words: Well may we say “God save the Queen”, because nothing will save the Prime Minister! This Proclamation is countersigned by Bill Shorten, who will undoubtedly go down in Australian history as the country’s saviour.

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Sorry still no photos, but at least you have the titles!

November 26, 2013 at 7:57 am (Commentary)

Colonel Nicholson: I’ve been thinking. Tomorrow it will be twenty-eight years to the day that I’ve been in the service. Twenty-eight years in peace and war. I don’t suppose I’ve been at home more than ten months in all that time. Still, it’s been a good life. I loved India. I wouldn’t have had it any other way. But there are times when suddenly you realise you’re nearer the end than the beginning. And you wonder, you ask yourself, what the sum total of your life represents. What difference your being there at any time made to anything. Hardly made any difference at all, really, particularly in comparison with other men’s careers. I don’t know whether that kind of thinking’s very healthy; but I must admit I’ve had some thoughts on those lines from time to time.”

Source:The Bridge on the River Kwai

 

For those familiar with the movie and its theme it might be considered strange to acclaim Nicholson’s words as reflecting so much of my present feelings.

I’m now very much nearer the end than the beginning and ask myself what the sum total of my life represents.

When one is two years or so from eighty, what is the meaning of it all?

In the Colonel’s words: What difference… being there at any time made to anything.

The things that stand out in my life are doings that have made a botch of things.

Now in old age one is left with a variety of medical diagnostic possibilities. What’s it to be surgery or leave it alone?

HENRY V: Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more;
Or close the wall up with our English dead.
In peace there’s nothing so becomes a man
As modest stillness and humility:
But when the blast of war blows in our ears,
Then imitate the action of the tiger;
Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood,
Disguise fair nature with hard-favour’d rage;
Then lend the eye a terrible aspect; ….

Inspiring perhaps to the young and fit, but to close the wall up with dead bodies is what the sick and old are doing!

One suspects that this battle cry would not have appealed to the good Colonel Nicholson given the plot and theme of The Bridge on the River Kwai.

I asked one of the attendants at the swimming pool if she knew of a cure for old age. She told me that if she heard of one I would be the first one to hear of it.

A response from someone in PNG went along these lines:

“Thanks for sending your pictures, sadly I had to dump them as at 24 MB they would take 10 hours to download here – this really is world # 3.   Everything now is mauswara; no action at all and great heaps of verbal vomit…it seems the parliament has just discovered that population growth produces mouths to eat up any economic gains.   They have overspent and over-borrowed causing the kina to depreciate and prices of subsistence commodities to rise. Any action now will be closing the door after the horse has bolted!

Now I read in The Sun-Herald that clients in illegal brothels have been receiving payments from their health funds by claiming the services received were therapeutic remedial massages.

It just goes to show the need to know all the angles, but a reasonable person would be tempted to ask what is the world is coming to. How can it be expected that the public purse should pay for those gentlemen who are cutting off a slice?

In a sense it justifies the old Tourism Australia slogan: Where the bloody hell are you? I must ask the former chief executive and now Immigration Minister, Scott Morrison, what he thinks.

Early/preliminary references in the Catholic Church’s survey/questionnaire might be rather challenging to some would be correspondents: Humanae vitae, Gaudium et spes, Familiaris consortio, and other documents. However, if you can get through this maze and answer directly, the church powers to be might learn something useful. Only time will tell!

Does W H AUDEN say it all in the following, maybe not?

Funeral Blues

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,

Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,

Silence the pianos and with muffled drum

Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead

Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.

Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,

Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,

My working week and my Sunday rest,

My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;

I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,

Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,

Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;

For nothing now can ever come to any good.

My estimated and brilliant academic friend, Shirlita Africa Espinosa, ends her PhD thesis: Sexualised citizenship in print culture: an ethnography of Filipinos in Australia with the following words:

“While cultural productions of migrants are attempts to overcome the unhappiness of difference, more specifically of the ‘unremittable’ mail order bride, this overcoming stands on the coming over of gendered bodies that does not seem to be letting up any time soon.”

In another PhD in the making: Development, governance and Indigenous people: foregrounding the LNG precinct case in the Kimberley by Deborah Ruiz Wall In this work we are made witnesses to a complex mix of anthropological, ethical, legal and political factors that elude anything but most skilful analysis.

My blog is in a hell of a mess now – can’t upload media, with the result that my readers are unable to see the many interesting photos I have.

Oh, I’ve just found a way! Below are some photos:

Bob Beeke (Daru, 1960?)

Jock McIntrye, Daru, April 1960

Don Maund gives us a rendition of Gough Whitlam – brilliant to say the least!

Angoram Hotel houseboat and the hotel 1960s

Don Pybus, my neighbour in Angoram 48 years ago

A poem by Deborah Ruiz Wall:

Symphony of Life and death

Obsessed with the spectacle of death,
you seem to feel your space
on earth closing in,
the symphony of life fading, faltering…
what good would it do to sing psalms of regrets
of what life could or should have been.
Your faith in certainty disintegrating.
‘Is there a life after’
bubbles up on the surface.
Memories are all we have
to treasure or endure,
but memories too turn to dust.
I see the laugh in the twinkle of your eyes
at the senselessness
of your own morbidity.

I’ll end with a comment I made on an Eureka Street article today:  “No copping out of abuse blame”

The whole issue of sexual abuse within the Church makes me realise how human the institution is. There may be aspects of the divine,, but unfortunately they are few and far between. As I get older and my faith becomes weaker and weaker. I’m left with many regrets for the doctrinaire religion I was brought up with.

David Wall 26 November 2013

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A bob to be made, Cairns and Singapore beckon!

November 20, 2013 at 7:27 am (Commentary)

By Jeremiah Clarke (Perhaps an alias for someone else)

Oh, to be a CEO in Aussie or politician in PNG!

Life is short but the dollar and kina are not.

Get your hands on the loot, and the hell with the company and country.

There’s lots of gain with no pain – at least the Aussies crooks are juridical.

Unlike the PNG ones who are corrupt, but still no pain no prosecution.

A dollar’s a dollar, a kina’s a kina, even if you have to bleed the country to get it.

Would the Lord find fifty righteous CEOs and politicians in the corridors of power,

in the cities of Sydney and Post Moresby?

“Rob not the poor…” Even an Abraham is powerless to intercede in the great corruption of the civil state.

The CEOs in Aussie should know better, the PNG politicians perhaps do.

The Bard tells us that a man’s ambition should outreach his grasp.

Politicians and CEOs certainly have extensive grasps!

But go for it lads and lassies (mostly lads) while the sun shines.

Hurry, for the companies, banks, forests and the bounty of the lands won’t last for ever!

But there is a bob to be made in spite of the Jeremiahs who are really such spoiled sports anyhow.

So Aussie CEOs with your exaggerated immoral salaries go north, and join the

upstanding PNG politicians in ripping off what there’s to rip off.

Life’s all a scam anyhow, or is it?

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Andrei, Deborah, David – Deb’s birthday 18/11/2013

November 19, 2013 at 3:21 am (Uncategorized)

Andrei, Deborah, David - Deb's birthday 18/11/2013

Andrei, Deborah, David – Deb’s birthday 18/11/2013

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Too many graduates unemployed!

November 18, 2013 at 11:48 am (Commentary)

Post Courier, October 2, 1972 (2)

This editional above in the Post Courier of October 2, 1972 makes a timely warning that still has a lot of validity today.

Both Australia and Papua New Guinea face problems in employing many of their graduates. This can be for a number of reasons, one is that the universities at times graduate too many students in the humanities. A balance always has to be maintained with training in technical skills. Economic development has to measured in its capacities to absorb a country’s work force.

The casualisation of working conditions, and the cutting back of permanent positions on offer are  great concerns to many graduates seeking employment, particularly in advanced industrial countries.

In developing countries, where there is sometimes a glut of university graduates, with no prospects of employment in their own countries, leaving them with but one option  to try and seek employment abroad. This, to my mind, makes me question the wisdom of state policies which cause this situation.

Vast numbers of educated unemployed people where ever they are can only spell trouble. A trouble that can be avoided with better planning.

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Letter to The Sydney Morning Herald – published or not ??

November 14, 2013 at 4:35 am (Commentary)

I agree with today’s editorial: “Australia has a duty to help the Philippines for the long term”, but for slightly different reasons than those outlined.

I would argue that the developed world has an obligation to help the Philippines because of what Filipinos have done for it. To say that Australians have little in common with Filipinos, and that “rapid economic growth and weak governance” together with over population are to blame for most of the distress in their country, is a little too simplistic.  I see aid to the Philippines in the following light:

The recent disasters and suffering in the Philippines have seen some generous responses from developed countries. But before we in the developed world pat ourselves too much on the back, and say how good we are, we needed to be reminded of how much the Philippines has done for us over the past years.

Hospitals and medical institutes in the US, Canada, Australia, New Zealand and Western Europe, employ significant numbers of Filipinos.

These people were all trained in the Philippines at their expense. Countries in the developed world are getting the benefits of their skills at no cost to them.

The exit of health professionals from the Philippines to go to the West resulted in the shortage of nurses and doctors there.

It is not only health professionals, but also technicians, engineers, and social scientists from the Philippines that are giving the West the benefits of their training, so let us remind ourselves that anything we do for the Filipinos is no more than we should be doing anyhow!

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