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In Ottawa, the centre of National government, it was raining heavily.  We'd booked a tour of the Senate and almost missed it as the Parliament building is being renovated and the Senate temporally resides in what was an historic railway station, several blocks away. We both, separately, got soaked.

A young guide took us around. She explained that, as in Australia and the US, Senators are Provincial (State) Representatives. But here they are not elected but are appointed by the Governor General, who, she explained, until recently represented the Queen, who's initials were ER because, according to our young guide, her second name was Regina.   

I thought it my duty, both to our present tour guests; and to our guide; to politely correct her.  She was quite taken aback.  She takes several tours a day, no doubt imparting the same information. I'm still not sure she believed me when I informed her that 'Regina' means Queen and, now, Charles is Charles Rex. Silly old bugger!

 

Before leaving Ottawa, we nipped over to the Governor General's residence for a quick visit. It's perhaps a bit grander than Yarralumla. And the guard is very British looking. Except that one was a woman.

The surrounding park is extensive and contains trees planted by visiting dignitaries (a pun?) as well as objects, like an interesting totem.

Mary Simon, the current GG, wasn't home so we left and drove to Montreal.

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In the footsteps of Marco Polo

 

 

 

 

Travels in Central Asia

 

In June 2018 we travelled to China before joining an organised tour in Central Asia that, except for a sojourn in the mountains of Tajikistan, followed in the footsteps of Marco Polo along the Great Silk Road. 

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Fiction, Recollections & News

A cockatoo named Einstein

 

 

 

A couple of days ago a story about sulphur-crested cockatoos went semi-viral, probably in an attempt to lift spirits during Sydney's new Covid-19 lock-down. It appears that some smart cocky worked out how to open wheelie-bin lids.  That's not a surprise - see below.  What is surprising is that others are copying him and the practice is spreading outwards so that it can be mapped in a growing circle of awareness. The cockies are also choosing the red (household rubbish) bins that may contain food, disregarding yellow (cans and bottles); blue (paper and cardboard) and green bins (garden clippings). Yet, now they have also been observed checking-out other potentially food containing bins.

One has even been observed re-closing the lid - presumably to prevent other birds getting to the food.

Back in the 1950's I was given a pet sulphur-crested cockatoo we named Einstein. I was in primary school and I didn't yet know who Einstein was. My father suggested the name - explaining that Einstein was 'a wise old bird'.

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Opinions and Philosophy

Frederick Sanger - a life well spent

 

I have reached a point in my life when the death of a valued colleague seems to be a monthly occurrence.  I remember my parents saying the same thing. 

We go thought phases.  First it is the arrival of adulthood when all one's friends are reaching 21 or 18, as the case may be.  Then they are all getting married.  Then the babies arrive.  Then it is our children's turn and we see them entering the same cycle.  And now the Grim Reaper appears regularly. 

As I have repeatedly affirmed elsewhere on this website, each of us has a profound impact on the future.  Often without our awareness or deliberate choice, we are by commission or omission, continuously taking actions that change our life's path and therefore the lives of others.  Thus our every decision has an impact on the very existence of those yet to be born. 

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