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I still don’t get it.

Chris HoranChris Horan

Okay, I’m squeamish about blokes kissing blokes and for some that would explain why I don’t support the idea of marriage between same sex couples. Does that make me a social conservative? a religious extremist? a redneck? Well, I may be an old-fashioned social conservative, certainly in the current political climate where anything less than grinning enthusiasm is considered treacherous.
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Just forgetful or… Alzheimers?

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Leaders: Are you being willfully blind?

Jasbindar Singh
How many times in our lives - at work or personally have we known that something isn’t quite right, whether it’s about a particular situation, a business transaction  or a person, and yet have chosen to be willfully blind.  According to Margaret Heffernan in her insightful and engaging book, “Willful Blindness” – why we ignore the obvious at our own peril -  this is far more common and pervasive than we would possibly care to think about
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It’s just not cricket

Brian VinerBrian Viner

I can never show my face in public again. I shall become a recluse. The only time I will in future leave the house will be after dark. A lonely figure, I will trawl the streets in my misery, head bowed, slumped shoulders, shuffle, shuffle, shuffling to nowhere.

We all know God is an Englishman, so God, why didn't you send the rain? We all prayed for it and you just didn't turn up when we needed you. It’s all the fault of cricket or rather, the English cricket team...
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The Time is Now

Jasbindar SinghJasbindar Singh

How many times have you really wanted to do something – take the next step up, follow your heart’s desire, commit to a new goal but have shied away?  Pulled back because you felt you weren’t ready, the time wasn’t right or you got distracted from what really mattered?  It is one thing, if there were legitimate reasons for not taking action. However, many a time, we have also not done what we really wanted or taken that next step because of our limiting self-talk and underlying beliefs.

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Gratitude

Jasbindar SinghJasbindar Singh

It was a birthday week last week.  And yes – I am happy to admit – despite the passing years; I stretch it out and lap it up like I was still in my teens!  A day is far too short to do birthdays any justice, don’t you think?

More seriously, this time it hit me that birthdays are only made special because of our loving family and friends... 

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Fiery neighbours and whirling cinders… (pt 3)

Brad Page

Neighbours can be  challenging as  proved the  case  with another of mine.

When I first moved in, the property was occupied by an elderly couple. The exterior of their house was very run-down and the weeds were as high as the fence between our properties.

The couple were fiercely independent. I'd sometimes see the old man walking to the shops in the rain and offer him a lift. He would always politely decline...

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Neighbours (part 2)

Brad Page

The first time I did the good and honourable thing as a neighbour and phoned the police, I ended up with a bottle of wine, many thanks  and a comment that left me feeling a bit silly. The ‘burglar’ I’d reported to the police was in fact the neighbour’s stepson who had forgotten where his parents’ left the key.

Quite some years ago though another of my neighbours was burgled, this time by a real thief...
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Encounters

Paul SmithPaul Smith

These encounters were 25 years apart and geographically distant from each other, but both were humbling. The first was in a ward at Middlemore when the hospital still had its post-war prefabs. I was visiting an old  friend and standing at the foot of his bed.    Hospital visits are by necessity characterised by stop-start conversations, for  reasons ranging from concern on the part of visitors, to the condition of the patient. In the middle of a longish pause, I turned and saw a man on the bed opposite...
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Busy going nowhere

Paul Smith

Somebody asked me what the date was the other day.

“Haven’t a clue” I told him.

“Must be enjoying retirement then.”

“Aw yeah – well most of the time. What is the date?”

“23rd’ he said, quick as a flash. Smartarse. I used to be able to do that..

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