Goodbye Mr Noble

The funeral was yesterday. It was a great send off. The husband of the eldest child did the eulogy and spoke eloquently of Lionel’s great character and personality, and his abiding love for his wife and family. The youngest son spoke about the things that made Lionel a great dad. The eldest grand-daughter spoke of Lionel, the grandpa, who made the kids laugh, spoilt them rotten and loved them to bits. The eldest great grand-daughter spoke simply of her funny popsie, who made them laugh and who loved trains. She finished simply with, “He was a great man.” He certainly was. Admittedly, he wasn’t ‘great’ as the world defines it. He wasn’t wealthy. He didn’t have any power. He didn’t live his life in the glare of...

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Have a heart…

I can’t stop thinking about the poor refugees streaming out of the Middle East and Africa, determined to save their lives and the lives of their families. I see photo after photo of crying children, frightened mothers and desperate fathers. I see the incredible risks they take to reach safety. And, I see so many people respond to their plight with cruelty, racism, anger that is driven by fear and an extraordinary degree of callousness. The over-riding sentiment seems to be: They should die in their own country. What has happened to our world? If there weren’t countries like Germany stepping up to the mark, I would completely despair. My own country, which has always been known as the land of the “fair go”, which has always been known for...

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