Belinda Carlisle last night certainly was a blast from the past. It reminded me of my first concert, Phil Collins, No Jacket Required. I was 14. I have no idea how I convinced my parents to let me go. Festival Hall in Brisbane no longer exists and for good reason, even in 1985 it was fairly dodgy. I went with my best friend Clare. She and I have known each other now for over 40 years.  That night before we left, her mum gave us the lecture…don’t talk to strangers, go to the toilet in pairs, stay together. “Yes Mum” was the response. Clare’s parent's influence on me as I was growing up was, and continues to be, far reaching. I see them as often as I can and they call me their third daughter. I was so lucky to have two sets of parents. They shared the same values, had the same concerns for me and made sure I was on the straight and narrow. I was surrounded by family. I still believe it takes a village to raise a child.  Who are the people in your village?

P.S.When we were almost 40, Clare and I went to a Duran Duran concert, we got the same lecture! 

Parish News

Refugee Resettlement

The Refugee Resettlement Committee (RRC) will hold a morning tea after the 10am mass on Sunday 3 March in the parish centre. This is to say thank you to our wonderful volunteers and others who have helped us over the last year. However, all parishioners are invited to come along, to find out more about the RRC and the work it does.

New volunteers are always welcome.