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Spent the morning catching up with a girlfriend last week... not coffee, not lunch, not a drink. We (unbeknownst to each other) had a colonoscopy booked at the same place, same time. All turned out well for both of us, and we caught up on our news with no distractions of phones, visitors, or work!
I'll be glued to whatever coverage I can find of the Sorry ceremony tomorrow. And it's good to see the majority of the opposition supporting the government. Some of the old Kimberley elders I know are trying to get down for it. Let's hope it's the beginning of a fresh start, new hope, and big changes for the first Australians.
More grief, angst and pettiness in the neighbourhood over plans to sell a residence at the entrance to our "village". There are plans to turn it into a French cafe/restaurant/cultural centre/community meeting place. There's provision for 24 parking spaces (it will only seat 60 people), sound proofing, landscaping and closing during the high tourist season of December to February. I like the idea of walking down the to our "local" and picking up a fresh croissant, having a happy hour drink, or a meal. But to hear some of the objections you'd think the heavens were falling in on us. The fear is traffic, noise (all been addressed) and that if the food and liquor licence is approved then we'll have the golden arches instead. (I'm told a liquor and food licence is granted to a person not a place anyway and can't be sold on without approval by Council, Liquor licensing board and the community.)Others point out if its knocked back we could end up with a huge gas station or worse.
I dunno...there are just some people in the world who say No to everything as a matter of principle without considering the options. The whole of our local area in Byron Bay is changing (as are other areas.) Like the Dalai Lama points out if you are not going to win (ie get China out and give Tibet back to the Tibetans) then compromise and taking the Middle Path is a preferable option to constant fighting. We want to retain our ambiance, our distinct locale, our diversity of people and lifestyle. If a French restaurant is the future, c'est la vie.
Cheers
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