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Sibiu

Sibiu (German: Hermannstadt; Hungarian: Nagyszeben) population of 147,250 is located some 215 km (134 mi) north-west of Bucharest, on the Cibin River, a tributary of the river Olt.
Formerly the centre of the Transylvanian Saxons, between 1692 and 1791 and 1849 to 1865 Sibiu was the capital of the Principality of Transylvania. Until 1920 it belonged to the Kingdom of Hungary.
Sibiu is one of the most important cultural centres of Romania.
In 2007 Sibiu was designated the European Capital of Culture (changes annually); and was ranked as one of Europe's "most idyllic places to live".

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Driving into Sibiu was interesting.  Out hotel was in the middle of the old city which is approached through a steeply rising cutting that has the aspect of a tunnel due to a bridge across it half way up.  The cutting to the old city is protected by boom gates, like a car park, which is essentially what it is.  Once in, we paid for parking and the hotel provided a dashboard notice so that we could park for the duration of out stay. 

Google has a panorama, taking in the hotel and the nearby area, that you can see: Here...

The town was living up to its cultural reputation. Not far from out hotel in the main square a large stage was setup for a dance show that was to be televised that evening.  Rehearsals went on through much of our second day there. 

 

 The Large Square and passage from the smaller square - Sibiu

 

Sibiu was good for exercise. Vehicle traffic is restricted and we had a good parking spot so that we spent our time walking.  Similarly the hotel in this heritage part of town, lacked lifts and so we had to carry our heavy bags up to the top floor and along lengthy corridors.  Fortunately the hotel was recently renovated so the room, with a view out to the city, was fresh, well decorated with an excellent bed and good linen.  Similarly the bathroom was modern with plenty of hot water and ample towels - all one needs in an hotel. 

There was an amusing incident in one of the corridors where the staff were attempting to fold a portable cot.  Seeing what they were doing wrong as we approached I went to their aid, demonstrating the folding and unfolding trick.  The young women were very grateful and surprised that an 'older' man knew how to do this.  "Opa, Grandfather," I explained to their great amusement, "It's my job at home". 

In the square below there were numerous restaurants and cafés, spilling out under marquees, and a lot of day tourists.  A shopping street (Strada Nicolae Bălcescuwith), with Zara and similar shrines to consumerism, runs away to the south west.  This left unsatisfied Wendy's shopaholic cravings as I went looking for more ancient interests. 

There are two major churches in the middle of Sibiu.  The largest is the Saxon cathedral - obviously now the Lutheran Cathedral of Saint Mary.

 

 Above:  Shopping and eating
Below: The Lutheran Cathedral and the Memorial

 

As in other Saxon churches there are memorials to fallen soldiers in both world wars.  In the Lutheran Cathedral in Sibiu there is an interesting in memorial that reads:

 

Sie starben im kampf fur volk und vaterland
{They died in battle for the people and the fatherland}
1914-1919
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1 Joh 3:16
{from Lutherbibel 1912}
Daran haben wir erkannt die liebe dass er sein leben fur uns gelassen hat
{Hereby perceive we His love because he laid down his life for us
the remainder of the Lutheran verse - not stated is:
and so too ought we lay down our lives for the brethren}
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The more familiar to me King James Version translation is:
For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life
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It's all about sacrifice



Thus, as we are well aware, both sides in the Great War appealed to the same Saviour when encouraging young men to make the same sacrifice 'fur volk und vaterland'.

The other is the Holy Trinity Roman Catholic Church, that you can see in the Large Square photo above.  I hadn't expected that.  It's quite plain on the outside, so at first I imagined that it too was Lutheran, which seemed an excess given the large cathedral nearby.  But I correctly decided that it was unlikely to be Eastern orthodox, as 81% of Romanians are today.   

Like those in St Petersburg this church became a museum and in 1948 under the Communists. So at that time a statue of St. Nepomuk, that had stood in the Large Square, was removed to the churchyard.  In contrast to it's plain exterior, inside it's richly decorated with colourful Moorish columns, frescos, gold framed sacred images, gold altarpiece and leaded pictorial window in Viennese baroque style. 

How on earth did it get here?

It illustrates another chapter in Romanian history.  It was built when Transylvania was part of the Austro-Hungarian empire in the mid 18th century.  The Viennese Jesuits built the church to rival the Protestants; and also inaugurated a Jesuit Convent, now the parish house.  They were also responsible for the statue of St. Nepomuk.

During the Communist period religious worship was suppressed so that when it was again permitted the Eastern church revived to a spectacular degree, as it has in Russia.  As a result Romania is now one of the most religious countries in Europe but almost entirely Romanian Orthodox and neither of these western churches appears to have a huge congregation.  So both still function, mainly, as museums and charge for entry, like most other cathedrals and large churches in Europe these days.

Wendy soon tired of shopping and together we explored the rest of the old town, giving the natural history museum a miss on this occasion.  Unlike Poland Romania escaped the worst ravages of the twentieth century wars, so the walls of Sibiu are still largely in tact.  There are three distinct stages of fortifications.  Set back from the most solid and recent of these is a series of older defensive towers, which like those in other European cities we have seen, were each supported by one of the town's guilds.  Thus there are the Potter's tower, the Carpenter's Tower, the Cooper's Tower and so on.

 

 Above:  Potter's Tower; Carpenter's Tower
Below: Three generations of city wall

 

That evening Cântecele Munţilor the International Folklore Festival - Songs of the Mountains was televised, thanks to the Center for Preservation and Promotion of Traditional Culture. We joined the throng then ate in one of the overlooking cafés.  You can even see it on YouTube - which goes to show that TV and quick edits can improve almost anything - even grass growing becomes exciting:

 

2017  is no longer avilable on YouTube - but 2022 is similar in content - no doubt withe some changed performers

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The following day after a relaxing breakfast we said our farewells to pleasant Sibiu and headed southeast through the Transylvanian Alps to Curtea de Arges.

 

 

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Since childhood Burma has been a romantic and exotic place for me.  It was impossible to grow up in the Australia of the 1950’s and not be familiar with that great Australian bass-baritone Peter Dawson’s rendition of Rudyard Kipling’s 'On the Road to Mandalay' recorded two decades or so earlier:  

Come you back to Mandalay
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From Rangoon to Mandalay

On the road to Mandalay
Where the flying fishes play
And the Dawn comes up like thunder
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The song went Worldwide in 1958 when Frank Sinatra covered it with a jazz orchestration, and ‘a Burma girl’ got changed to ‘a Burma broad’; ‘a man’ to ‘a cat’; and ‘temple bells’ to ‘crazy bells’.  

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Introduction

 

 

This is the story of the McKie family down a path through the gardens of the past that led to where I'm standing.  Other paths converged and merged as the McKies met and wed and bred.  Where possible I've glimpsed backwards up those paths as far as records would allow. 

The setting is Newcastle upon Tyne in northeast England and my path winds through a time when the gardens there flowered with exotic blooms and their seeds and nectar changed the entire world.  This was the blossoming of the late industrial and early scientific revolution and it flowered most brilliantly in Newcastle.

I've been to trace a couple of lines of ancestry back six generations to around the turn of the 19th century. Six generations ago, around the turn of the century, lived sixty-four individuals who each contributed a little less 1.6% of their genome to me, half of them on my mother's side and half on my father's.  Yet I can't name half a dozen of them.  But I do know one was called McKie.  So, this is about his descendants; and the path they took; and some things a few of them contributed to Newcastle's fortunes; and who they met on the way.

In six generations, unless there is duplication due to copulating cousins, we all have 126 ancestors.  Over half of mine remain obscure to me but I know the majority had one thing in common, they lived in or around Newcastle upon Tyne.  Thus, they contributed to the prosperity, fertility and skill of that blossoming town during the century and a half when the garden there was at its most fecund. So, it's also a tale of one city.

My mother's family is the subject of a separate article on this website. 

 

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emergency
/uh'merrjuhnsee, ee-/.
noun, plural emergencies.
1. an unforeseen occurrence; a sudden and urgent occasion for action.

 

 

Recent calls for action on climate change have taken to declaring that we are facing a 'Climate Emergency'.

This concerns me on a couple of levels.

The first seems obvious. There's nothing unforseen or sudden about our present predicament. 

My second concern is that 'emergency' implies something short lived.  It gives the impression that by 'fire fighting against carbon dioxide' or revolutionary action against governments, or commuters, activists can resolve the climate crisis and go back to 'normal' - whatever that is. Would it not be better to press for considered, incremental changes that might avoid the catastrophic collapse of civilisation and our collective 'human project' or at least give it a few more years sometime in the future?

Back in 1990, concluding my paper: Issues Arising from the Greenhouse Hypothesis I wrote:

We need to focus on the possible.

An appropriate response is to ensure that resource and transport efficiency is optimised and energy waste is reduced. Another is to explore less polluting energy sources. This needs to be explored more critically. Each so-called green power option should be carefully analysed for whole of life energy and greenhouse gas production, against the benchmark of present technology, before going beyond the demonstration or experimental stage.

Much more important are the cultural and technological changes needed to minimise World overpopulation. We desperately need to remove the socio-economic drivers to larger families, young motherhood and excessive personal consumption (from resource inefficiencies to long journeys to work).

Climate change may be inevitable. We should be working to climate “harden” the production of food, ensure that public infrastructure (roads, bridges, dams, hospitals, utilities and so) on are designed to accommodate change and that the places people live are not excessively vulnerable to drought, flood or storm. [I didn't mention fire]

Only by solving these problems will we have any hope of finding solutions to the other pressures human expansion is imposing on the planet. It is time to start looking for creative answers for NSW and Australia  now.

 

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