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Justin Simpson’s ‘Letter from Australia’
THERE ARE ALWAYS elections not far away in Oz and the federal one to determine who governs the country for the next three years is just a few days hence . . .This is either extremely interesting or worse than watching paint dry, depending on your view of politics: just as that lady in Bristol once said about an upcoming vote: “You’re joking! Not another one?!” Continue reading Elections, Canberra Style!
Unbeknownst to you, in our West Hill community, there is a body of local residents who offer daily prayers for our peace, protection and happiness. They are members of a lay Buddhist organisation called the Soka Gakkai International (SGI) which stands for “the international society for the creation of value”. Continue reading Buddhists in Our Community
Over the last few issues of The Whistler we have introduced the current members of the WHCA management committee (the Trustees) to give you a flavour of who they are, what they do and maybe to inspire you to become one yourself. We have illustrated that we are a mixed group of people of different ages, gender, background, and interests. The things we have in common are that we live and work in the West Hill area and we volunteer our time. Continue reading Community Engagement
When Samuel Beckett’s play with this title arrived on the London stage in the 1950s it was received with bewilderment. Several theatre critics confessed that they had no idea what it meant. The actor Peter Bull, who had a very important role as Pozzo, was quite rude about it. Despite his incomprehension he gave a very strong performance which enhanced the emotional impact of the play. Nevertheless, the general opinion was that the play was meaningless. Continue reading Waiting for Godot
DH Lawrence had it right – the mosquito has no worth,
He sucks man’s blood as a baby sucks his mother’s milk from birth.
But a mother gives her milk with love to nurture and to feed.
Not so the mosquito, who fills his belly for no reason other than greed. Continue reading Mosquito
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