… and the changes wrought by aging
Christmases since 2010
Conveniently in 2014 I summed up 2010 to 2014 in one post: Christmas 2014 and earlier. Some extracts:
2014: This year’s Christmas as posted to Facebook yesterday: “Great sharing of memories back as far as the 1940s with my cousin and her husband at Mangerton today. Good food too — and shiraz. Thanks Helen and Jim Langridge.” Particularly poignant memories of Christmas 1951 at Chamberlain Avenue in Caringbah – my sister’s last one. Helen recalled it vividly – and yes I did apparently convince her that we could see Santa in the sky….
2013: … the Steelers Club offered us a wonderful if unusual Christmas menu. The flounder was to die for!

2012: My main Christmas celebration was the day before. M came down in the afternoon. After a chat at Diggers with a friendly old lady we went for a beer or two and a sit at Illawarra Brewery, then to Steelers for a hot pot Chinese dinner at the Long Yuan. The food passed the M test!

M supplied this potential replacement for the dear departed Baby Toshiba.
2011: By mid-January Sirdan will be a resident of Gympie (Queensland), so yesterday was the last of Rosebery…
It was actually quite a long day, as I left Wollongong on the early train.

Spent a couple of hours with M in Surry Hills, then over to Sirdan’s in time for lunch. Back home around 7pm.
2010: Spent the day with Sirdan in Rosebery. Missy (four months old) is the latest resident there.
And 2024?
On Wednesday I went to City Diggers, as the previous Thursday, when I was last in the Club, I met Ian T, a TIGS ex-student I had taught 50 years ago! He is a lawyer with the Illawarra Legal Centre, an amazing non-profit service. On FB afterwards we arranged to have lunch the following Wednesday, and so to the Club I went.
But come 1.00 pm and no Ian! Through FB Messenger he let me know he could not leave work as there was something of a pre-Christmas rush on at the Legal Centre. So I enjoyed my chicken and vegetable pie nonetheless, and no doubt Ian and I will catch up in due course. So good the work he and his colleagues are doing for this community!
Before leaving home on Wednesday morning I had read my cousin Helen’s 2024 Christmas letter. Helen is two years younger than me, but she has had a rather horrendous 2024 — a shoulder replacement and complications. So before lunch, while waiting for Ian, I rang her. So glad I did.
She enters her 80s next year, I think…. We are indeed aging.
And something else from Wednesday — a FB Message from M, aka Michael Xu, that inveterate traveller some of whose recent adventures I have given a taste of here. See for example where I posted the great Cavafy poem “Ithaka”: A poem for Sunday.
On FB on 17th November he wrote: “Leaving Turkey to Greece now, I like Turkey a lot, didn’t expect anything and didn’t know much of the country, turned out is pretty good, friendly people and good infrastructure, mix old and new, full of ruins and history, met some great people from around world…”
He is on the journey of a lifetime, beginning with London in June, then walking the Camino in Spain, on to Portugal, Morocco in September, Egypt and Jordan in October, then Turkey….
He is back home now, and he invited me to come to his place for Christmas. I was deeply touched by that, really touched. I would love to see the renovations he had done/did to his apartment, and of course to hear more about those journeys, and possibly also to meet (again in some cases) some of his many friends.
1997 — photo by William Yang
But the fact is I have almost stopped going to Sydney, especially on weekends or public holidays when the transport is rather sparse. You will recall I did not go to my own 65th School Reunion, or to my Aunt Kay’s funeral. My expeditions these days are fewer and local. That is the way it is.
But to be asked means a lot.
It may be too that current industrial unrest between the NSW government and the Railways Union could mean there are no trains at Christmas! That possibility is there as I write this on Thursday.
To the Club again 23rd December
That follows from the fact I have a medical appointment that morning, but yesterday I had a phone call from Colin Macdonald to say he was back in town from Cowra, so likely we will get together afterwards at Diggers.
Christmas itself I will spend quietly at home, as I did last year. I really don’t mind.





















