Wednesday, October 13

Alice Springs Show Ponys


Look for Megan in the pic above, gives you an idea of the ludicrous scale of everything.


Megan and I visited Alice Springs a couple of weeks ago. I had a conference and gave a paper which meant our hotel was free. It had room service and free breakfast and a pool. Alice Springs felt as if it was constantly on the verge of a race riot. It rained while we were there and I found it to be very beautiful. Bicycles were an excellent way to get around.

We only had a few days up our sleeves to see Uluru and Kata Tjuta. It was raining, which is highly unusual. It is the spritual and geographic heart of the continent. I highly recommend a trip there if you haven't been. It is very grand and very old. We found it very moving.

Watch out for Megan on Packed to the rafters this Tuesday and if you missed it she was on COPS LAC episode 2 a few weeks ago. If you can grin and bare the first half she owns the rest.

Sunday, October 10

'Dan Kelly's Dream' Album Review - Jake

Dan's new album - it has more layers than Broken Hill sedimentary Rock. It flows more smoothly than Ebor Falls. It may also be as pretentious as the previous two similes, but shit, that's what we love about the bloke!

For a Queensland born Melbournian, the NSW references may be confusing, but Dan is on his way up, and I'm sure he's travelled to the Armidale region and out west of the premier state. He certainly visited Byron Bay where I was lucky enough to bump into him as he strode out of the surf.

We were sitting at the Beach Hotel and it was as if the scene unfolded in slow motion... Kelly will tell it that I hurried over to him, like an excited schoolgirl, but I believe that it was more of a macho beach moment that neither of us will soon forget. His gig was great by the way, but back to the album.

Certain tracks already stand out, and funnily enough, Amanda Roff appears on most of those. My pick (Andrew has mentioned this track on TRR before) is 'The Catholic Leader' - the story of a tryst between Sister Jan and the handyman. 'A classical DJ at Dandenong station' also stands out, as does the fact that Dan got Amanda to sing "He's super competent at everything" in response to his, "I could have tried my hand at anything".

Other songs worthy of note after only 32 listens (it really does take a number of listens to scratch at the surface of these songs) are 'Dan Kelly's Dream' (where he's playing cards with Shapelle, hitchhiking with a tranny named Mary, eating Cruskits, reading Harry Potter and visiting the North Pole), and of course 'Bindi Irwin Apocalypse Jam' - The single - in which he has an underwater jam with Jimmy Hendrix, Ringo Starr, and Bindi and Terri Irwin.

Do yourself a favour.

He has not let us down thus far, and I am sure he will go from strength to strength. Buy it if only to read the name of 'Amanda Roff' plastered all over the sleeve. She gets more mentions than Barry Hall at the judiciary.

Monday, October 4

Melbourne post-Collingwood

Yes, a great victory by the best team and congratulation to Lainey for stealing the tipping competition at the last minute. Ever gracious, here's the text she sent me seconds after the final siren: "Let's share the wine. I'm the best, but let's share the wine..."
Amanda has been flat out with performances, including a literary reading with Marieke Hardy for the Melbourne festival. It was called "Women of letters" and involved women (including Amanda) reading a letter about a life-changing experience. Annika gave it an excellent review. There were pens, paper, envelopes and stamps afterwards so the audience could write a letter as well. She's also performed with "Time for Dreams", a Euro-disco outfit. Dom and Nick attended but the highlight is the end-of-festival gig which Jules and I have tickets to where the Ukes are on a bill with Eagle and The Worm and Mariachi El Bronx. This is probably a secret, but the gig's worth $1500 so they've assembled the band that plays on their soon-to-be-released CD for the night. It should be excellent.
Adam has been fairly quiet but that's what the working life is like. He's due here in a couple of weeks to go the the MotoGP so I'll get more gossip then. Short news is he's enjoying his job.
Nick now has business cards (Nicholas J. Kearton, Business Development Manager (Vic/Tas), a better car than I've ever owned and, finally, a bit of responsibility. He'll be the one at Christmas in a suit.
Annika spent last weekend turning the backyard of her rent house into a garden. We helped a bit with transport and lawn-mowers and prospects are good. She's still doing research at Melbourne Uni but there could be some developments with this for 2011.
Dom is four weeks away from his VCE exams and, as I'm writing this, is curled up on the couch with an empty Suimin Hot and Spicy noodle cup between his legs. His latest hard-rubbish find (he's the family expert) was an AIWA record/tape/radio player. I spent all last night listening to my old records. Early Dylan - genius.
Julia has just come back from the wedding of her nephew (son of Adrian and Connor) in Beechworth. Her Dad is in town and I'll get to see him tonight. We've got tickets to a gig at Hanging Rock soon - check the line-up: Leonard Cohen, Paul Kelly, Claire Bowdich and Dan Sultan. I'll fire up the Kombi for the occasion and it looks like Annika can come as well.

Friday, September 24

Good v Evil

Tuesday, September 21

Two Big Announcements!

Yes... bigger announcements than "Bud Spencer is cool" - a bit obvious Damio.

2011 will be the last year that Glenn Roff will be Principal of Woodlawn. He announced his retirement to the head of the Catholic Education Office a few weeks ago, and to the staff on monday. He will have been the Principal of St. Johns College for 11 years - The first lay Principal in it's 79 year history, and credited for the successful transition from boys boarding school to in-demand and well respected co-ed day school.

One of the staff, early in my tenure, gushed about Glenn being the singular saviour of the school - My understandable, filial response was "..really, how much can one man do?". I must admit that after 4 years, I now comprehend more of where this woman was coming from. He is the leader of a school in which the staff are happy, and the kids talk about how much they like going to school. Enrolments are at record levels, and the big problem each year is that he has to find ways to tell good families that there isn't any room for their kids. He has maintained Marist values and mission, held fast to traditions and forged a new school identity.

Obviously I find this hard to say to his face, but as he rarely turns the computer on I may get away with this one.

Now, for those single cousins out there who do not have domestic responsibilities and still believe that life is actually all about them... How does it affect you? (and everyone else).

It looks like 2010 may be the last year of Woodlawn Roff Christmas as we know it.

As such, we're keen to make it a memorable one. Obviously the Harry/Vicky Wedding (with Karaoke reception) and Kate/Joe Blessing will make this an 'especially special' time, but on top of that, the plan is to have a Christmas Concert to end all Christmas Concerts in the school hall, utilising all the media we have available to us. We can show Rick's DVD presentation from one of the earlier gatherings on the big movie screen, along with early video and photo footage in between the usual quality acts. I would like to think that with the P.A. and musical instruments at our disposal in the music department, that we could encourage people to perform their 'go to' acts - Like Amanda's 'Ukelady Ladies', Grant's 'Railway hotel', my dodgey 'Backyard Cricket' song (I'll save Medium Pace for Neil's bar), an acoustic 'Rafting Kids' track, Andrew's 'Louis Burdett', 'Business Time', 'Kath and Kim', 'The obligatory Brendon song' etc. etc. - Even a combined Cousin on-stage 'Rock'n'Roll Jam'. Forget Speigeltent - This is where it will be at, and at no cost to you the punter..

Once all of this has sunk in, let me know what your plans are for the concert, so (as stage manager) I can get all of the equipment organised. Also, stay tuned on the Roff Report for a preliminary schedule of events this Christmas.

Monday, September 20

DVD Review

I just revisited the classic "They Call me Trinity". Not only is it totally excellent, but it is not right that Bud Spencer never received an academy award. It also has a killer sound track. All in all it is probably one of the best movies ever. Highly recommended.

Sunday, September 19

Luke makes his first eucharist

Luke made his first eucharist at the St Mary's and St Joseph's Cathedral last weekend. He was very proud of himself, especially now that he can have the bread.


I also include a photo of Lily's birthday cake from her recent party - I finished it just as the guests walked in the door. They always take longer than you think.

Other Armidale Roff news is that Damian has finally completed his Masters of Theology, and if all goes according to plan he should graduate from Newcastle University next month. It has been a mammoth effort and we are very proud of him - and relieved that it's all over, I might add.
Cal's school chess team has won the regional final and they are off to Sydney in November for the Championships. The team's coach is Mary Wilkie who actually coached Joe when he was a student at St Mary's in Armidale many years ago.
Amy has been selected to sing the opening song at a big concert in Tamworth next week called "Express Yourself - Catholic Schools Celebrate", and also at a wedding next month so she is pretty chuffed.
We are going camping at South West Rocks in the first week of the school holidays, so if anyone will be around that way please get in touch. We are 2 sites up from Stu and Marianne, and I am looking forward to dumping the kids on them really early in the morning and heading off to have a swim at the beach or river - the location is magical, as long as it's not too windy and we get blown off the headland! We are buying a pop top caravan with an annexe from some friends so there will be room for anyone who would like to stay with us.
Looking forward to a Lismore Christmas this year. Take care, Jenny xxxxxx

Saturday, September 18

Kate's Birthday!

Kate turns old today, so everyone please wish her a happy birthday! In the spirit of Damien, and in honour of Kate i release this joke: Did you hear about the new boy band out of Christchurch? New blocks on the kids.

Happy Birthday Kate!!

Tuesday, September 14

Tipping update

The tumbleweeds sweep across the plain and only two remain facing each-other: flukey, ill-advised Lainey and master tipster Grant. Thanks to the Dogs unlikely victory over the Swans (suck on that, Damian), I'm now one ahead. Here's the problem: I HAVE to back the Dogs next weekend against St Kilda but the head says no. Having no sense of loyalty, Lainey, you're free to back the likely winner. What about the Collingwood vs Geelong game? It's the real grand final. I'm showing my cards here but I think Collingwood. I actually don't want the Dogs to win next week as I'd hate what would happen to them in the grand final - be it against Collingwood or the Cats. Living in Melbourne is hell in September...

Monday, September 13

Wedding....

Hi all,

So, Joe and I are surviving the Christchurch aftershocks by becoming very self-absorbed in our wedding photos, which have finally all arrived.
You can see them at http://joe.47north.org/wedding.htm (and at the professional site you'll need Joe's last name, it's Powers).
But let's be honest, you'll tune out after the first 300, so here are a few of our favourites. It was a great 3 weeks for us - full of family, friends, sunshine and BBQs. Highlights included an epic beer pong tournament, a hen's night in Las Vegas, watching our two families try to understand each others accents, and discovering gross American consumerism at its best (read WallMart and Taco Bell at 2am).

Drinking games on the stage we built in the Powers' backyard..."we" in the most liberal sense of the word...


Dancing lessons (our 'waltz' was Elephant Gun by Beirut)


Bridezilla moments...


On the big day...


Mum actually helped design my dress...






Meet the parents...
It rained after the ceremony but cleared up perfectly for some photos...







Joe's mum made the cake...


Zac did a great job of playing MC for the night and there were some hilarious speeches from Dad and Joe's brother Jeff.


You-know-who carve up the dance floor...


Siblings promptly ignoring elder sister's advice...


Jeff serenades the crowd...


Milly lets us know who's next in line...

All up it was an awesome day - can't wait to have a champers with you all at Lismore and introduce you to my husband (yeah - that's right, I can throw that word around now).
In other, and to some of you more relevent, news: Rugby World Cup tickets are now on sale so if anyone is tempted, visit http://www.rugbyworldcup.com/ - you know you have a place to crash in Christchurch.

Love Kate

Saturday, September 11

Vietnam visit


I'm just back from 10 days in Ho Chi Minh City (the locals all still call it Hanoi) where I taught an intensive course in media management to a final-year class in professional communication at RMIT's local campus. Australian universities currently make a lot of money from overseas students but the future is to run campuses in a variety of host countries. It then becomes cheaper for potential students to engage (no travel or living-away-from-home expenses) and most governments in developing countries hate what little money they have going overseas.
It was (relatively) hard work - a 12 week course in five days - but an interesting experience. The students were interested and polite, and I got to see a bit of the city. I've never liked it much before but I kind of get it now. I read Graham Greene's "The Quiet American" while I was there and it was set in the area of my hotel. I made a map of all the pubs the journalists in the novel drank at and went from one to the next reading a chapter at a time.
The Ho Chi Minh campus is only three buildings at the moment but, as you can see from the picture, it has excellent sporting facilities. The ex-pat community there has a touch rugby competition going and I caught a couple of games - whitey bankers and engineers running for their lives. I'm trying to talk Dom into doing his undergraduate degree there as they run three-semester years so he could complete an RMIT degree in two years. I don't get the sense I was missed while I was away but Bonnie was pleased to see me.

Wednesday, September 8

Susan Roff - 60!!

Sue's wish for her 60th was that she spend it with her children and grandchildren at a 50's style beach house in Yamba.

A great weekend was had. Highlights - The beach house - The 3 part harmonies to the mumford and sons song with susan lyrics that 'worked' in rehearsal at the Yamba pub, but slid into comedy territory during performance time at midnight - The 'happy birthday' song from the grandkids - Kelly's Friday night Gnocci - Glenn's bushwalk in high winds ("If we have one kid each and we hold on tight, we probably won't be blown off the scenic cliff that I want to show everyone!) - Sue's reaction to the 'Susan' wine in the tradition of 'Roff Red'

Following are photos from the weekend. A great shot of Glenn writing his speech in his bungalow. A few early shots of sexy Susie.













Sunday, September 5

NZ: Adventure destination


Just a quick note to let everyone know that when you do turn on the news this week, Joe and I are not under a pile of Christchurch rubble.
We woke yesterday to a very disturbing earthquake and a series of after shocks but suffered nothing more than a broken vase and a cancelled dinner party (earthquakes are so inconvenient).
Wish we could say more for the down-town area, which didn't fare too well, but thankfully no casualties. The photo above is an apartment we looked at to move into, it was a decision between that one and the house we are in now - we are counting our lucky little stars on that one...
Stay tuned for a proper wedding blog sometime this week as uni/work looks like being cancelled and we should have some time on our hands...

Luv,
Kate

Tuesday, August 31

RORY NOT WELL

I just received word today from Alaine via Vanessa that Rory Forrest is not well and is now in a hospice situation under palliative care. Marianne and I will try to visit him on the weekend following Fran's funeral. Keep Rory and the Forrests in your thoughts over the next few weeks.

Tood

Saturday, August 28

Aunty Fran

Frances Forrest, who died recently, was the oldest sister of the kids born to Joe and Hazel Forrest. Following her were Norma, Eileen (mother of the Roff boys) and John (Jack), father of the Forrest kids.
Hazel, Fran's mother, killed herself when Fran was seven years old. All the other children had no memory of their mother but Fran did. Eileen was two at the time and Jack was one. The circumstances of the death are unclear but what has now been diagnosed as post-natal depression may have been an issue.
Fran's father was a traveling salesman who spent his working week in country NSW so was unable to keep a home suitable for the safe upbringing of his young children.
Fran, Norma and Jack went to live with Hazel's sister, Ede, and her husband, Joe Lahiff, in Arncliffe in Sydney. Eileen was entrusted to Ma Squires, the wife of Eileen's grandfather.
Joe eventually organised for Fran and Norma to attend Our Lady of Mercy College (OLMC) at Parramatta. This was an all-girl school with an established reputation for music and preparing girls for civil service (public service). Fran's working life was associated with the secretarial and stenogrophy skills she learned there.
Fran's father died when he was 58 when Fran would have been in her mid-20s. Despite a number of alleged proposals, she never married. Aunty Fran lived most of her life in Benelong Road near the home of Jack and Betty Forrest. Most of the Roff boys had holidays with Jack and Betty, part of which involved walking up the road a few houses and visiting Aunty Fran. She was always a gracious hostess and was a regular visitor to the many homes of Neil and Eileen as they moved around NSW with the Rural Bank.
Her love of dogs (poodles in particular) influenced Eileen who, while the Roffs lived in Newcastele, acquired her own poodle, Marcel.
Aunty Fran was regularly classified as "eccentric" and valued her privacy. While she was difficult to get to know, most of us will remeber her wide smile and interest in other people's lives. In her later years, the Forrest clan, particularly Shane, looked after her needs and, according to Shauna, her last year in a nursing home was a period of pleasure and contentment.


This is a picture of Norma (left) Stella (Fran's father's sister) and Fran (right). Stella lived in Gosford and Norma lived there for a short period after the death of her mother.


Here's Aunty Fran in her bridesmaid's dress at the wedding of Neil and Eileen.



This is Eileen on the left, Norma, Fran and Jack. The picture was taken in 1938.

Wednesday, August 25

DEATH of AUNTY FRAN

We just heard today of the death of Aunty Fran Forrest. She was Eileen's older sister and was was 91. Shauna has written the following to her local paper and there are some other e-mails which tell a bit more of the story. Marianne and I (and Daniel and Alaine?) will attend the funeral and represent the Roff side of the family. The Forrest "kids" have been fantastic to Fran over the years and continue to do so even at this time.

"Around lunchtime on Monday, my aunt Fran Forrest was admitted to the Royal North Shore Emergency Department having unexpectedly suffered a stroke at 91 yrs of age. She was very happy and enjoying her life. The doctors, nurses and staff were so fast and efficient in attending to her, in applying expertise and technology and so caring in their communication and manner that I wish to sincerely thank them. How special it was at this time, to be offered a cup of hot tea by a volunteer as I sat reassuring my aunt. The care given by the nurses later in the Palliative care ward was similarly reassuring.

Only last week Fran had her hair cut in a salon and recently attended the Rocks outdoor Aroma Coffee festival in a wheelchair, swaying to the Aboriginal Didgeroo player and the feathered Cuban dancers and loud Cuban band. She really enjoyed her last year in her ‘hotel’, the Sirius Cove Aged Care facility at Mosman, who she said treated her “like a Queen” ! Thank you to all those wonderful people who work caring for our elderly Australians."

Fran passed away at 8pm Tuesday night. Shane Vanessa & I went in when Fran died, to say good bye, they called us to tell us she had died 10 mins earlier. She would not have had any quality of life with her stroke and other problems, so was lucky to go quickly. I was with her for 8 hrs on Monday when she was admitted, until she was finally relieved of the pain (8pm) as she was conscious and responsive. Shane had been there for some of Tuesday and again later with mum.

I sent this to the North Shore Times letters to the Editor. It may also alert some local people of her passing.

,Shane has just been running around today arranging the funeral and cremation. Vanessa is going to pack up her belongings at the Nursing Home on Saturday

It will be next Saturday morning, 4th September, at St Josephs Church, Lindsay St. Neutral Bay (it has been booked but we don’t have the exact time yet), where you were baptized Amber when you were 2 yrs old and where the boys were baptized later in a ‘job lot’. Fran used to go to this Church and I & all my siblings used to go to the Primary School there. It’s not far from Neutral Bay Public School.

Fran will then go to the Crematorium and we will proceed to hold her ‘wake’ at Dettmann Ave, my place, we are going to pay Carol to make some Sandwiches if she is available. My brothers and sister have very fond memories of Fran as we were growing up and she became a very happy person once at Sirius Cove nursing home.

Friday, August 20

Ethics #346


So here's what happened. I was in my local bottle shop and I saw a promotion for a certain brand of whisky. The prize was a cooler shaped like a VW Kombi with a couple of surfboards on top. I asked the bottleshop attendant how much of the whisky I had to buy to enter the competition. While he was distracted by a real customer, I noticed the entry cards on the counter and took one.
When I got home, Dom scratched the card to reveal the secret code number and then followed the instructions to SMS it to the competition entry point.
Yesterday, I got a text message to say I was a winner. The cooler is roughly te size of my existing Kombi and the boards on top are big enough to ride on. I'm consumed by desire.
Dom then read the the fine print which said I had to keep the receipt of my purchase of the whisky in question as well as the entry card - something, obviously, I don't have.
In a situation like this where my desire is strong, is it okay to lie about the receipt? Who keeps them anyway? What harm am I doing? I'll get more pleasure out of the prize then anyone else.
If they don't actually ASK for the receipt, should I bring it up? If they ask, can I say I misplaced it? What would the Phantom do in a situation like this? I can't sleep - your help would be appreciated.
PS. I really, really want the cooler.
PPS. I haven't named the whisky in question as I don't want the company involved to be aware of my ethical dilemma if they, by chance, google their own name.
PPPS. Give me a break - I never win anything!
PPPPS. Vote Green in the lower house (Labor will get your preference anyway) and Green in the upper house.

Friday, August 13

Space probes putting Adam's insides on the map


My bosses are taking credit for my work in a public talk in Gosford next week. I'm sure Grandma would have made an appearance if she could. I don't think the words 'space' and 'probe' belong in the same sentence but I may have watched too much South Park. My last outing in the press was getting slandered by the The Australian (on the front page no less), so I will take the inaccurate and misleading comments in The Advocate with good humour. If my career trajectory is headed from The Australian, to the central coast Advocate where do I go from here?

The good news is my work is sending me to a conference in Alice Springs in September. I will be away for 10 days! Megan will be a stow away and hopes to do nothing for the whole trip except order room service and lie next to the pool. We are going to head into the bush after day 5 so watch out for more headlines. Speaking of getting lost in the wilderness (segway noise) Megan appeared in Police Rescue: Special Ops a week or so ago. You can watch it on the interwebs right here by clicking on 'Episode 6: Thicker than Water'. She had to ham it up pretty fierce. Her next outing will be in Packed to the Rafters where she has to pash some hot boy for 3 or four days. Awesome.

With any luck we both get to have dinner tonight with Alaine and Daniel and the Forrest/Bisley gang at Greg's pub. I am pretty excited to get to catch up with the Sydney Roffs' and hoping Jesse will forgive me for our last interaction. In sadder news, Melbourne is no longer under the protection of Paris, so quake in fear Mexicans. He is our overlord now.

Wednesday, August 11

Cheap Weekly Video Review

Thursday night for Armidale Roffs is the $1.10 DVD from Civic Video. Every on gets to choose one. My choice last week was The Blues Brothers 2000. It is true it is not as excellent as the original but it is still heaps of fun plus dare I say the music is better. At the end there is a battle of the bands where the Blues Bros Band take on the Louisianna Gators which has Eric Capton, Bo Diddley, Steve Winwood, Charlie Musselwhite, BB king and Gary US Bonds in the lineup. I recommend it to all Roffs on cheap DVD night.

Monday, August 9

IT'S THE AUGUST PARTY TIME

Happy 56th Birthday to Johnny "the Rock" Roff! The August Party was always eagerly looked forward to (by John) and I am sure it will be the same tonight. Have a good one, bro!

Tipping update


You know I'm not normally one to blow my own trumpet but round 19 saw me claw my way back into equal leadership with Lainey on 101 points. No, I don't know what Lainey's doing there either but she was actually leading for the last three rounds. One of us will win the bottle of wine (pictured) I found last time I was in England.
We've drawn clear of other contenders with "Wil Minson" (Nick) next on 93. Battling it out for the wooden spoon are Zac on 65 and "Dude Love" (Damian) on 62.
Before you start feeling sorry for Nick being in third place, he's just been appointed to the position of Business Development Manager for ESANDA (a division of the ANZ Bank) for a program dealing with car loans. His territory is all of Victoria and along with a car (and petrol card), he gets paid an ammount which looks surprisingly like the one it's taken me 45 years to achieve. Congratulations, Nick.

Sunday, August 1

Family first party

In retrospect, it was never going to end well - all the Grant Roff kids in town on the same weekend at Dom's 18th. The one shining light of reason was Amanda who is off the booze for the second uni semester in a row as she's worked out she can't drink and think at the same time.
Nick moved out recently to a palace in Hawthorn with three of his male mates and a stray girl and we had a barbie there on Saturday. The house is a grand palace from the 1930s era which the owner intends to tear down in about six months to build yet another block of flats. Here's hoping the developer doesn't get the finance. It's a beautiful house and Nick's room is roughly the size of our current house with polished floors, a fireplace and giant windows.
Adam cooked which is always a treat as he somehow manages to accommodate vegitarians and carnivors at the same time without offending anyone. He's still the only one I know who can make Kangaroo meat edible.
Annika is just back from New York so we got lots of stories (Milly - contact your lawyers immediately). Later in the eveining, we assembled at the Oxford Scholar pub near my work to watch the NZ/Australia game. The best team won. I can't help but think the NZ coach just says, "go out and win" while the thousands of advisors the Australian team has about tactics, positional play, psychology and the like just confuse the issue. Come on Joe - one last run as captain...
Jules and I went home afterwards while the boys decided the night was still young. According to the newspapers this morning and first-hand reports, they couldn't get into the Tote hotel (murderers are normally welcome) becasue Adam couldn't stand upright. Dom is the only person in the entire world who has been kicked out of Souvlaki King (something to do with the alleged theft of a wall poster) and they all ended up sleeping on the floor of Annika's place in Richmond.
There is a picture of us all together but I haven't got it yet - stay tuned to this station...