Allan
just said to me over our penultimate Honolulu breakfast “how did we get old so
quickly?”
What
a question? With no answer apart from a whole lot of
gratitude. And perhaps an appropriate time to put a few words down
for posterity of our luck in meeting up with fascinating people, places and
circumstances, some quite remarkable.
Before
retiring, I ran a medical practice in Redfern while Allan had worked for the
NSW Minister of Education at Circular Quay until about ten years earlier.
Forgetting
the memories of last year’s New York spring at Hampshire House, our present
travel log starts in May 2025 on our beloved Lord Howe Island where
we coincidentally joined my niece (Dr) Gracie Hay and long time partner Dr Luke
Steller (PhD) for a couple of days of glorious overlapping
holidays. Since then they have married in Central Australia and
recently followed in our footsteps in a long and somewhat delayed
honeymoon. Despite not overlapping this time we enjoyed Waikiki
Beach within weeks of each other and have been in constant touch for
recommendations, encouragement against the prevailing political turmoil in the
world, etcetera. Gracie started a week earlier at her mother’s in
Mullumbimby (my sister Mindy), then Calgary, Honolulu, Kona, Nashville, New
York and London (Wimbledon). All have yielded happy surprises and
now on Instagram for photographic proof if any were needed.
With
our own Hawaiian holiday in recent memory there were numerous memorable
moments, a year after the presidential election including a ride with an older
taxi driver who heard our back seat conversation in which my partner Allan said
something to the effect of: “Well, elected members should need to say that they
may disagree with the members opposite but they will abide to respect their
views and decisions while they remain in a majority”. The old cabbie
said that this was the most sensible thing he had ever heard in his car in 30
years of driving. He then dropped us duly at the Elk Club on East
Waikiki Beach near the Diamond Head rise for a dinner with friends near the end
of our marvelous Hawaiian adventure.
Without a mensa brain, lacking patience and a habit of waffling I have never excelled at anything very much in life, despite notching up a few odd diverse contributions. A naive insecurity or mere shyness prevented me singing in the school choir, acting or debating. I literally fell into addiction medicine due to the HIV situation back in the late 1980s. So, if anything secures my place in posterity it would be for making preserves and running reunions and class blogs. This yields some ill-deserved gratitude with only a modest input from me. My school motto was ‘to be rather than to seem to be’. I seem to have learned best to fake things in life and usually get away with exactly the opposite of the motto: 'Fake it 'til you make it'.
Since
retiring I have spent untold hours reading Shakespeare, I started with
Cymbeline. Plays, sonnets, poems, critiques, etc plus the life and times in
England circa 1600. It has been a great joy and I have now read over 20
books on the subject from Bill Bryson to Stephen Greenblatt to Judi Dench to
James Shapiro and other captivating and knowledgeable writers. But mostly
the words of the Bard himself which speak for themselves, even though it
sometimes takes a little effort to derive the fullest pleasure and
meaning. I’ve memorised a few speeches, mostly short and concise,
not that I think anyone would be interested to hear me!
Best
wishes to my readers, family, neighbours, etc and hope all have a nice summer
on the way.
Andrew Byrne ..
Luke, Gracie, Andrew and Allan on the wharf at Lord Howe Island.

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