In Reserve.
In Reserve. Sometimes anniversaries can slip by unnoticed. Sometimes this is not a good thing but at other times it is because you are so engrossed with the activity, that the day passes by without recognition. So it was for the day that marked …
You Get Out What You Put In.
You Get Out What You Put In. It was January in Sydney and I was sweltering in my suit with a tie that was doing its best to choke me. I was just one lad in rows of grey uniforms sitting in the Centenary Hall …
If These Walls Could Speak.
If These Walls Could Speak. This week marked 98 years since Kingsford Smith and his crew crossed the Pacific Ocean. It was an epic undertaking that left an even greater mark upon me when I was able to sit in the Southern Cross and appreciate …
Flight to Paris…Then and Now.
Flight to Paris…Then and Now. As I write this, I am at 38,000 feet in the “crew rest” of a Boeing 787, weaving my way to Paris from Singapore. 24 years ago, my first flight in Qantas was to Paris and yet while the planet …
Time and Space.
Time and Space. It’s a beautiful Parisienne morning, perhaps a little hot for the locals. Kirrily and I are sitting on a bench in the shade of an allèe of trees and there is music playing in the background. The lyrics repeat the word, “freedom” …
Across Generations.
Across Generations. I remember that my school song started with, “Across the years from when John Wesley rode…” This past weekend I had cause to reflect across the years for a very different reason and any attempt to sing about it would have been drowned …
Considering Your Options.
(Image: ATSB) Considering Your Options. They say that the shortest distance between two points is a straight line – or at least a great circle as we navigate the globe. However, while geometrically efficient, the straight line may not always be the best strategy in …
Silent Witnesses.
Beaufort A9-557. (Image: AWM) Silent Witnesses. In their prime these two aircraft filled the air with the sound of their engines. Now, they are silent witnesses to past battles and the stories of those men that flew them. As I delve deeper into the research …
San Francisco. A Second Home?
San Francisco. A Second Home? Only a sliver of moon was reflecting the sun’s rays and soon that glow would also slip away into the night. There was just enough light to see the cloud tops a few thousand feet below as we peered out …
ANZAC Day. Surrounded by Service.
ANZAC Day. Surrounded by Service. Another ANZAC Day has passed. The alarm stirred me at 2:45am as our son was in the Catafalque Party, standing guard for the Dawn Service. Then there was a march through city streets and another cenotaph and another service. As …
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