VILLAGE NEWSLETTER
Dear Residents
As I begin collating the October edition of the Village Newsletter it becomes apparent that in
St Agnes Villages of late, there has been much to celebrate.
At the Master Builders Association 2016 Excellence in Building Awards held in Newcastle on
the 9th of September, Lianda Constructions won the ‘Extension, Renovation and
Refurbishment Under $2 Million’ award category for the alterations and refurbishment of
Unit 63 St Agnes Village. It is heartening for all those involved, to receive recognition for
excellence in this category. Collaboration between the incoming resident, management and
Lianda Constructions, bringing to fruition the aspirations and dreams of those making
St Agnes Villages home, is very gratifying. In my role, I am privileged to witness first-hand
the process of transforming vacated units into spaces that are tailor-made to the incoming
clients, often with stunning results. Well done to Tina, Sue J and the construction team
headed by Andrew and Linda Knox from Lianda Constructions!
On September 8th at St Agnes Church a special Mass and supper afterwards was held to
recognise long serving staff members of St Agnes Parish. Village staff members were well
represented at the award ceremony. Resident Support Service Staff member, Ros Fettell,
received an award for 10 years service. Tina Madden received an award for 15 years service
and yours truly, 30 years service. Having worked throughout the parish firstly as a teacher at
St Joseph’s Regional School, then as Parish Secretary for many years and now my first foray
into aged care, I can attest to the wonderful staff working throughout the parish bringing
the Parish Vision and Mission Statement to life – ensuring that it is not just empty words, or
something to aspire to, but something tangible and real.
Lourdes Village residents Lloyd and Pat Ridgway recently celebrated 65 years of marriage. In
this day and age where change is an ever-present reality, and fractured families are
common, it is truly wonderful to celebrate such an achievement. Congratulations Lloyd and
Pat!
In the past week Tina’s daughter, Kira, and her new baby grandson, Charles, have been
visiting Port Macquarie. To see tiny Charles nestled in the arms of his adoring ‘Nonna’, I was
reminded of the ongoing celebrations since his arrival. As Tina’s first grandchild, born to her
only daughter, Charles has bought so much joy. In fact, Tina’s three sons and husband Rick
often time each other to ensure that cuddle time with baby Charles is equitably distributed!
Tina will be taking a few weeks break this month, enabling her to have many more cuddles
of her new grandson. Enjoy Tina!
Every day in life there is much to celebrate. For some, it might be the achievement of
personal goals set, such as the first tentative steps taken after a knee operation. For others,
the fact that they have good health and a loving family is reason enough to give thanks on a
daily basis. I hope as you peruse this edition of the Village Newsletter, you have much to
celebrate and to be thankful for.
Cath Quirk
Editor
AFRICAN RECOLLECTIONS
PERRY EASTWOOD
To follow is an extract of Perry Eastwood’s recollections of a time spent living and working in
Rhodesia (now Zimbabwe). Zimbabwe is a landlocked country in southern Africa. It is known
for its dramatic landscape and diverse wildlife, much of it within parks, reserves and safari
areas. Part 1 of Perry’s story is printed in this edition of the Village Newsletter, Part 2 will be
reproduced in the November edition. As always, I am in awe of those that move to such
frontiers with a young family in tow. This is Perry’s story…
I ‘paid off’ from the Royal Australian Navy on the 22nd November, 1968 after 9 years service.
The last twelve months were spent at HMAS Watson as a petty officer instructing other
radar hopefuls at the Navigation Direction School introducing them to the mysteries of a
warship’s Operations Room. Throughout my career I spent an average of six months per
year away from my young family – my wonderful wife Joy, and daughters Tracey and
Mandy.
I was mentally tired from a fairly intense time in the Operations Room of HMAS Derwent, a
destroyer escort, or as it was classified later, as a ‘fast anti submarine frigate’. Between
1964 and 1966 ‘Derwent’ was involved in active patrols during the Malaysian/Indonesian
Confrontation and also acting as escort of the troop transport HMAS Sydney in Vietnamese
waters (the joke was - every ship can be a minesweeper at least once!) I was in charge of the
Operations Room, and also only one of two personnel qualified to direct rotary and fixed
wing aircraft – the other was the Navigating Officer, who was usually very busy, especially in
the confines of the Malacca and Singapore Straits, where there is very heavy shipping traffic.
I was averaging 18-20 hours per day of exacting work, and in a stygian environment. So it
was time to leave the Royal Australian Navy. If I signed on again, I could expect another ship
and more of the same.
Becoming a civilian again was difficult after war service. It was great being home with the
family, but I had to find a job. Mascot Control Tower beckoned – shiftwork and intense – so
no!
Before I joined the RAN I worked for Mount Isa Mines at Mt Isa in the Geological Office as a
geological draughtsman, underground sampling and pegging claims in northern Queensland
and Northern Territory. I learnt that Planet Management in Sydney were in need of a
geological draughtsman. I applied for, and got the job.
My mother, and her husband, Bob, a mining engineer, were living in Salisbury, Rhodesia’s
capital city. Bob had just started a company – Minefast – which was engaged in the
quarrying of “black granite”/dolerite. I was offered a job.
My mother, of course, wanted me to move over there, she hadn’t seen her grandchildren,
and knew that I hadn’t settled in my current job.
I’d always liked geology and mining, and so the next couple of weeks were taken up
researching the geography and climate of Rhodesia, and the quarrying techniques that I
would be utilising in my new position.
Joy and I discussed it at length, and we decided that I would resign my position at Planet
Management and we would move our young family to Rhodesia for a period of 5 years.
We boxed all household items. The furniture was left in our house in Berowra – which was
leased. We booked passage with Lloyd Triestino on the SS Galileo Galilei and sailed from
Sydney to Durban, in September 1969.
Being an “old salt”, having sailed these waters many times, I assured Joy that the trip across
the Bight could be a little rough, but the Indian Ocean would be like a ‘mill pond’. I was
wrong! The trip across the Bight was very rough. Meals were extremely lonely in the dining
salon. Joy and Mandy were very sick, as were most of the passengers. Some respite was
gained in Freemantle, but worse was to come.
The ‘mill pond’ of the Indian Ocean, turned out to be rougher than the Bight - so rough in
fact, that the cargo shifted, and the stabilisers weren’t used because they would have been
ripped off.
Joy paid several visits to
the sick bay for
injections. After 18
miserable days we
arrived in Durban.
The Eastwood
family arrive in
Durban.
The family are
pictured with
Perry’s mother,
Alice, & Zulu
tribesman in full
regalia.
We were met by my mother and Bob, and the second part of the journey began by car.
Leaving Durban there was a gradual climb up the escarpment formed by the Drakensberg
Mountains until we reached the plateau. Instead of following the main road to the
Rhodesian border we were given a special treat, and drove through Kruger National Park
(19,500 square kms). Almost immediately we sighted animals – herds of antelope, sable,
impala, kudu, eland. We were all excited at the wonder of seeing so many wild animals of
different species. We were on a dirt road, with a car full of people and luggage – flat tyre!
Bob and I exited the car and started to unload the boot. My head was swivelling 180
degrees – I had wanted to see lion, but not right then! The wheel was subsequently fixed
without incident, and with much relief.
We stayed the night in a remote village and slept in a
rondavel house (round hut with thatched roof) for the
first time. The next day, we sighted more animals zebra, wildebeest, giraffe. Then leaving Kruger behind,
we travelled through the South African bush or bundu
towards the border. We passed small villages, and
farming land similar to back home - the cattle were
mainly Afrikander.
We saw native women – umfazis – carrying huge bundles, such as firewood, on their heads
with a piccanin slung on the front. One woman we saw had a bowl of wool perched on her
head, knitting as she walked.
Arriving at Beitbridge we had to pass through Customs to enter Rhodesia. Beitbridge spans
the Limpopo River and forms the southern border between South Africa and Rhodesia (now
Zimbabwe).
We stopped the night at Fort Victoria and the next day
drove to the Zimbabwe Ruins nearby. Known as Great
Zimbabwe, its dry stone walled enclosure is believed
to have been built in the 11th century by ancestors of
the Shona tribe. It still remains a mystery why it was
built. There is an area inside the walls believed to be a
kind of smelter – traces of gold having been found.
There are two main tribes in this inland area of
Rhodesia – the Shona and the Matabele. The Shona
carry out subsistence farming and live mainly on the
eastern side and aren’t warlike. The Matabele on the
western side are a break-away tribe from the Zulu are
warlike, and have been known to enslave the Shona.
Joy and Perry at the
Zimbabwe Ruins
Our immediate destination was Salisbury, the Capital. When our household items arrived
(by train) we went to live in a village called Macheke (105 kms north-east of Salisbury). A
house had been rented for us about 6kms from the quarry where I was to work. After a
couple of days unpacking and settling into our new home, Bob took me to meet the Quarry
Manager – Cyril Woodley.
Woody, as he was called, was a Cornishman indentured as an ecclesiastical stone-mason. A
“man’s man”, that over the next few years became my mentor, and a great family friend.
Meanwhile though, I had to learn the job, and, to that end, I was sent to South Africa where
there were several large sites quarrying dimension blocks.
I arrived in the Transvaal (Boer
Country) at a town with the
unusual name, Belfast, and
checked into the only hotel. The
next morning, I was picked up
and taken to the quarry, where I
started my training, learning the
art of cutting granite into blocks
from the quarry face with drilling
and black gunpowder.
All granite-type rock has a grain
(like wood). Crystals are formed
by various substances into the
molten matrix perpendicular
to the cooling surface of the surrounding rock.
Belfast Quarry
If the direction of the grain is known, fewer holes have to be drilled, and the black powder,
when exploded, will separate the rock along the weakest plane. Black gunpowder is used in
preference to gelignite because of its lower rate of expansion. After learning my trade over
a period of a month, I returned to my family and to be let loose on some unsuspecting stone
in my first quarry at Macheke.
Under Woody’s tutelage, I learned how to quarry, dress (reduce excess lumps and bumps),
and measure (tonnes) of granite. I was taught how to load rail wagons (without a crane)
with the aid of a 10 ton Albion tip-truck (we called ‘Big Bertha’), and became paymaster for
the 15 Bantu quarry workers.
Our house was on the main Salisbury Umtali Road surrounded by a 6 foot high hawthorn
hedge on two sides. A wire fence separated our one acre block from the property next door,
where Woody lived.
At first, Joy didn’t want to take on any help, but, it was pointed out by the neighbours, that
it helped support the economy of the local bantu. So we hired a housemaid, Beatrice, and a
gardener, Nicholas.
Snakes were prolific, so we always kept the grass in the yard trimmed, but even so we’d get
the odd visit. On one occasion, Joy spotted a black cobra near the fence, and a neighbour
came with a shot gun and dispatched it. First thing each morning, in the quarry at Heard’s
Farm, we’d use the crane to tip over the blocks that had been dressed on top, so that the
underneath was exposed for further ‘dressing’. Of the 10 blocks or so there would always be
4 or 5 snakes (of different varieties) having a snooze. I’d never seen so many different types
of snake – black or green mambas, 6 or so varieties of cobra (including the spitting kind),
boomslangs (which drop out of trees), puff adders, and many others.
The village of Macheke boasted the usual little shops, a farmer’s co-op, and hotel, but for
the bigger shopping we travelled to Marandellas, 35 kilometres towards Salisbury. On
Saturday mornings, we’d all set off for Marandellas to shop in the supermarket and then call
into the pub to buy the girls ‘brown cows’ (coke and ice cream). As well as being the
provincial centre for the farming community, it was where our local hospital was situated.
The main crops are maize (mealies) and tobacco. There were also visits to Salisbury on
occasion, and, on the way, one farmer had planted a plantation of blue gums. On seeing the
gum trees, Joy and I would get homesick every time. At that stage, Tracey was 6 and went to
Macheke School, Mandy was 4 and still at home with Joy. We bought a small car, a Fiat 1500
and the local chief of police taught Joy to drive – starting off in the backyard, with the aid of
oil drums.
The quarry at Heard’s Farm started to run out of viable stone, so a new site had to be found.
Most of the hills or kopjes, as they are called, are granite but only a few are dolerite (black
granite) and not all dolerite is of commercial quality.
Woody found some good stone about 8 kms from Macheke railway siding, so we moved and
set up the crane at the new site. There was a smaller outcrop of dolerite 3 kms from the
main quarry, which I was to quarry with six of the gang. I erected the new crane (my navy
rigging came in handy) and began my first quarry.
It was a good life, plenty of fresh air and pretty country.
My second morning on site; just as I arrived in the ute, this duiker (a small antelope) sprang
out of the undergrowth and looked at me for what seemed like a whole minute. We just
looked at each other and then it bounded off. The place was covered with flame lilies (the
national flower), and indigenous trees of hundreds of different varieties – Mopani,
(elephants get intoxicated on the fruit), loofah, baobab (upside down tree), msasa and many
more. Baobab is the source of cream of tartar. The masa trees’ foliage is red in spring and
turns green in autumn.
Holiday time! We loaded up the car, intending to go to Gorongoza National Park to see lion.
This National Park is in Mozambique about 60 kms on the other side of the border. On this
occasion, the grass was too high to see lion, so decided to drive to Beira – a resort on the
coast. There wasn’t much surf, but the kids had a wonderful time in the long stretch of
shallows. It was a paddle of approximately 300 metres to get to a reasonable depth of water
for a swim.
While we were on the beach eating prawns and sipping vino verde, I saw a couple of Royal
Navy destroyers – HMS Barossa and HMS Zest – ships which a few years earlier I’d worked
with in SEATO exercises.
Rhodesia was under sanctions because of breaking away from the Westminster
Government. These ships were patrolling the waters off Portuguese East Africa to stop
imports (mostly oil) and exports (tobacco and minerals). This was essentially a waste of time
and money, as all Rhodesian imports and exports travelled via South Africa (with a small
back-hander of course!)
All stone for export, from our quarry was transported by rail to South Africa and thence to
Lorenco Marques in Mozambique and then by ship to North America, Ireland, West
Germany, Japan and Australia.
Joy was pregnant and due to give birth any day. I received a phone call at the quarry to say
that Joy was in labour. Woody had gone to the magazine near Salisbury for powder and
detonators in the only ute - Murphy’s law! The only transport available was the 10-ton
tipper of course. I drove home to Macheke in the truck and somehow pushed and shoved
my darling wife onto the passenger seat for the frantic drive to Marandellas Hospital. Steven
was born a few hours later. I was under strict instructions... “Do not pick me up in the
tipper!” When Joy and the new baby came home to Macheke, Joy became very sick with
malaria and consequently couldn’t nurse Steven. I did my best with the bottle - it kept
clogging up, and Steven couldn’t get the milk fast enough. I tried the darning needle trick –
that didn’t work – so I clipped the end from the teat with scissors. This worked a treat!
Steven finished the bottle in about 30 seconds – he still drinks like that!
Back to work, and once again running out of viable stone. Woody took off in search of a
kraal, where at the entrance to the chief’s hut there was a black stone which had been
polished with many feet over many years. He returned five days later having found a site
with many boulders of dolerite. The site was near Nyamzui Mission, 22 kilometres from
Mtoko a small village 143 east-north-east of Salisbury.
It was within the Tribal Trust lands, and, as such permission to operate there was needed
from the government. Permission was given to begin sampling the area, and Woody sent
jack hammers, compressor and Bantu quarrymen and all the bits and pieces needed for the
operation.
To be continued.....
CHRISTMAS IS COMING
Another Day
Sue Hyland ‘The Card Lady’ is coming back to
St Agnes Village. Sue will be showcasing her
amazing 2016 range of Christmas cards
(starting from $2 each) as well as her
gorgeous everyday range.
I awake in the dark of early morn
A sliver of street light shining through.
My thoughts focus on the day
What to do – who to see
There will be Advent Calendars, Bunting,
Wrapping Paper, Jotters and colour-in
giftware and more. There is always
something for everyone, so pop in to say
hello, browse or buy! Don’t forget to ask for
your 10% resident discount as well!
Maybe a bus into town
Have a coffee – watch the people.
Wonder about each busy one
and I remember.
Where:
Date:
Time:
Neither wife or widow –
a mother still.
Sons and daughters care,
But each has a life to live
Secret thoughts we all own.
Tenison Woods Centre
Monday, 17th October, 2016
9:30am – 11:30am.
CATHOLIC MEN’S CLUB
An old person can still have dreams
But frailty mocks and dreams subside.
And so, each day becomes the same
What to do – who to see.
An invitation is extended to any male
resident of St Agnes or Lourdes Village who
would like to come along to meet friends
and socialise at the Catholic Men’s Club in
Horton Street Port Macquarie. The Catholic
Kate Gaukroger
Men’s Club is a licensed premise located
Unit 3 Agnes Village
behind the Horton Street Centre, and is
12th September 2016
open every Tuesday afternoon from 4pm
until 8pm. The club has darts, snooker table
etc and is a popular place to gather and
meet new friends. This is a nondenominational club – all are welcome. If
you would like a lift to Catholic Men’s Club,
Doug Sherry from Unit 73 St Agnes Village will be happy to arrange transport for you.
Please phone Doug on 6583 4319.
Open your mouth only if what you are going to say
is more beautiful than silence.
Minna May
WHO KNEW?
Responses by Greg Dark, Unit 107 St Agnes Village
What is your greatest strength?
Being happy always.
What is your greatest weakness?
Chocolate – Ice Cream - Whiskey.
Does anything scare you?
Women.
What virtue do you admire most in
people?
Telling the truth.
What’s one thing about you that
would surprise people?
My life’s story.
What’s your idea of absolute
happiness?
Working in the garden and researching Australian history.
If you could have dinner with two
famous people, who would you
choose?
Mahatma Ghandi and Dr Martin Luther King Jnr.
What travel experience is at the top
of your bucket list?
None – I have it all here.
What are your most treasured
possessions?
My brain and my family.
How do you relax?
Sleep.
If you could turn back time, what in
your life would you change?
Nothing - It’s been a wonderful journey.
What is your greatest achievement?
Marrying my wife, Alvina.
Who is your personal hero?
Santa Claus – he gives presents.
If you were an animal, what would it
be?
A bird – flying high!
What would you spend your last $20
on?
A whiskey and chocolate.
How would you like to be
remembered?
As a grumpy old man!
WINNER
MASTER BUILDERS ASSOCATION
2016 EXCELLENCE IN BUILDING AWARDS
TRAFFIC MATTERS
Following several near misses at the intersection of Lochinvar Place and Ocean Drive, and
within the Village itself, residents are reminded of the following…

Please do not use the bike lane when turning into Lochinvar Place.
At times, two cars have been seen trying to turn left into Lochinvar
Place simultaneously – one in the bike lane and one in the lane
designated for traffic.

Please adhere to speed limit signage and Give Way signs
throughout the village.

Traffic from Lochinvar Place must GIVE WAY to traffic from
Greenmeadows Drive going straight ahead or turning left onto Ocean
Drive.

Traffic from Greenmeadows Drive turning right onto Ocean Drive must
GIVE WAY to traffic from Lochinvar Place going straight ahead into
Greenmeadows Drive.
GARDENING/MULCH REQUESTS
It would be appreciated if residents that have mulch or gardening requests for Tom Warlters
phone the Village Office. We ask that requests not be given to Tom when he is working .
The photo at left is of the new
trellis and gardens outside the
Tenison Wood Centre. The
gardens are beginning to take
shape – a result of the hard
work and effort of the Village
groundsman, Tom Warlters.
INTEGRATED CCA EVENT
PORT MACQUARIE RACE DAY
On Monday, 17th October 2016 you are invited to join with residents from other Catholic
Care of the Aged facilities for the Port Macquarie Race Day. A two course luncheon will be
provided in a private function room. There will be a lucky door prize and a prize for the best
dressed lady and gent. The cost will be $30 per head. If you are interested in attending this
event please phone Sandy Acorn at St Agnes Hostel on 6583 3811 by Wednesday, 12th
October 2016.
REFLECTIONS
I raise my head from under the covers
to the raucous call of our resident plovers.
Time to arise and go for a walk,
I might see a neighbour and stop for a talk.
On down the hill I admire garden beds,
with flowers so lovely in hues of gold, purple and reds.
Past MacKillop College I continue to stroll
until I arrive at Mary Knoll.
Sometimes I may stop and enjoy a sit in the sun
overlooking the oval where the school children run.
Up on my feet and continuing along,
listening to the kookaburras and magpies sweet song.
And now I’ve almost completed my walk
one steep hill to climb, I shall not balk.
Up to our front door where I sit for a moments rest,
another walk completed and I’ve passed the morning test.
As I ponder on the world wide wars and all the city strife,
I feel blessed to live in our sweet village where we are all
“Celebrating Life”.
Anita Fletcher
Unit 62 St Agnes Village
Did you know that the Village Newsletter is now available
on the Catholic Care of the Aged website?
Take a fresh look online now....
www.stagnesvillages.com.au
SIR WALTER SCOTT
The great Scottish novelist was a popular poet, mainly with narratives that are little
read now. The following poem, once memorized by every schoolchild in Britain and
Ireland, is from his long narrative poem Marmion.
Lochinvar
O young Lochinvar is come out of the west,
Through all the wide Border his steed was the best;
And save his good broadsword he weapons had none,
He rode all unarm’d, and he road all alone.
So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war,
There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
He staid not for brake, and he stopp’d not for stone,
He swam the Eske river where ford there was none;
But ere he alighted at Netherby gate,
The bride had consented, the gallant came late:
For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war,
Was to wed the fair Ellen on brave Lochinvar.
So boldly he enter’d the Netherby Hall
Among bride’s-men, and kinsmen, and brothers and all:
Then spoke the bride’s father, his hand on his sword,
(For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word,)
“O come ye in peace here, or come ye in war,
Or to dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar?”
“I long woo’d your daughter, my suit you denied; Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide And now I am come, with this lost love of mine,
To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine.
There are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far,
That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar.”
The bride kiss’d the goblet: the knight took it up,
He quaff’d off the wine, and he threw down the cup.
She look’d down to blush, and she look’d up to sigh,
With a smile on her lips and a tear in her eye.
He took her soft hand, ere her mother could bar, “Now tread we a measure!” said young Lochinvar.
So stately his form, and so lovely her face,
That never a hall such a gailiard did grace;
While her mother did fret, and her father did fume
And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume;
“BE A RAINBOW
IN SOMEONE ELSE’S
CLOUD.”
– MAYA ANGELOU
And the bride-maidens whisper’d, “twere
better by far
To have match’d our fair cousin with young
Lochinvar.”
One touch to her hand, and one word in her
ear,
When they reach’d the hall-door, and the
charger stood near;
So light to the croupe the fair lady swung,
So light to the saddle before her he sprung!
“She is won! we are gone, over bank, bush,
and scaur;
They’ll have fleet steeds that follow,” qouth
young Lochinvar.
There was mounting ‘mong Graemes of the Netherby clan;
Forsters, Fenwicks, and Musgraves, they rode and they ran:
There was racing and chasing on Cannobie Lee,
But the lost bride of Netherby ne’er did they see.
So daring in love, and so dauntless in war,
Have ye e’er head of gallant like young Lochinvar?
1808
ST AGNES PROPERTY SERVICES HOT LINE
A Hot Line for village residents to contact St Agnes Property
Services for repair and maintenance requests has recently
been established. This new number will replace the existing
contact number for St Agnes Property Services.
The number for ALL repairs and maintenance requests is
6588 7488.
Alternatively, St Agnes Property Services can be contacted via email at
[email protected]
The Hot Line to St Agnes Property Services has been created especially for village residents,
ensuring a more efficient, streamlined process for maintenance requests. The aim of
establishing the Hot Line is to ensure a response to your request in the shortest possible
time-frame.
SAINT TERESA OF KOLKATA
Mother Teresa was the founder of the Order of the
Missionaries of Charity, a Roman Catholic congregation
of women dedicated to helping the poor. Considered
one of the greatest humanitarians of the 20th century,
she was canonized as Saint Teresa of Calcutta last
month.
Born in 1910, in Skopje, Macedonia, Mother Teresa
taught in India for 17 years. In 1946 she experienced
her "call within a call" to devote herself to caring for the
sick and poor. Her order established a hospice; centres
for the blind, aged, and disabled; and a leper colony. In
1979 she received the Nobel Peace Prize for her
humanitarian work. She died in September 1997 and was
beatified in October 2003. In December 2015, Pope
Francis recognized a second miracle attributed to
Mother Teresa, clearing the way for her to be canonized
as Saint Teresa of Calcutta on September 4, 2016 a day
before the 19th anniversary of her death. Pope Francis
led the Canonization Mass, which was held in St. Peter's
Square in Vatican City.
Tens of thousands of Catholics and pilgrims from around
the world attended the canonization to celebrate the
woman who had been called “the saint of the gutters”
during her lifetime because of her charitable work with
the poor.
INVITATION
Mass and naming of the Emmaus
Chapel in honor of Saint Teresa of
Kolkata on Tuesday, 4th October
2016 at 11am. All welcome.
If you think you’re too small
to make a difference,
You haven’t spent the night
with a mosquito.
African Proverb
INTERESTING FACTS ABOUT MOTHER TERESA 1910 - 1997
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Mother Teresa’s sari only cost $1.00.
Receiving her Nobel Peace Prize in 1979, she requested that the money from the
banquet be used to feed the poor. It fed almost 15,000 poor and hungry people.
Mother Teresa said, “Being unwanted is the worst disease that any human being
could ever experience.”
She once travelled through a war zone to rescue 37 children from the front lines.
When Mother Teresa travelled in airplanes she collected left-over food from people
on the plane to give to the poor and hungry.
Some more facts..
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Mother Teresa was just 5 feet tall.
Mother Teresa told Princess Diana “to heal other people you must suffer yourself.”
Pope Paul VI, impressed by her work, gave her a car which she sold to help the poor.
Bring Love into your home
“It is easy to love the people far away. It is not always easy to love those
closest to us. It is easier to give a cup of rice to relieve hunger than to
relieve the loneliness and pain of someone unloved in our own home.
Bring love into your home, for this is where our love for each other must
start.”
– Mother Teresa
PLEASE NOTE: Venues on bus outings are booked in advance and these businesses cater
accordingly. It would be appreciated if residents would ensure that they do not leave the
designated venue unless given the option to do so.
BUS OUTINGS FOR OCTOBER, 2016
Thursday 6th October, 2016
Bus will leave T.W.C and Stage 7 & 8 at 9.15am.
This will be a full day bus trip to Croki, Taree and
Nabiac. The day will begin with a leisurely drive to
Croki. Croki is a peaceful, quiet village only two
kilometers off the Pacific Highway. Morning Tea will be
held overlooking the Manning River.
From Croki, the bus will travel to Taree where you will
be able to browse through the shopping precinct. The
bus will then travel to the Greenhouse Café at Nabiac.
The Greenhouse Café is a charming café offering
delicious hardy meals, sweets and the popular organic
Merlo Coffee. The café has a wide range of Indonesian
gifts including home wares, water features, pots and
statues. There is also a small boutique nursery
specializing in succulents.
Friday 14th October, 2016
Bus will leave T.W.C and stages 7 & 8 at 9.45am.
A bus outing to Inside Out Café at Lighthouse for
morning tea. Inside Out Cafe is situated in the
Lighthouse beach shopping precinct.
The Inside Out gift shop carries diverse and interesting
finds for everyone, including artworks, interior
decorating items, jewellery, children's apparel, toys,
furniture, bags, silk flowers, home and kitchenware.
The café serves cold drinks, such as milk shakes and
sodas. Baristas prepare great coffees using Holy Goat
Coffee and Jilly's teas. Vegan and gluten-free meals,
sandwiches, and light snacks and meals are available
at this popular café renowned for their fabulous
service.
Monday 17th October, 2016
Please note: Usually there is a bus outing for village
residents for morning tea on the third Monday of each
month. However, due to an integrated Catholic Care of
the Aged event, the bus will be unavailable for the
scheduled village outing on this date. Our apologies for
any inconvenience caused.
BUS OUTINGS FOR NOVEMBER 2016
Thursday 3RD November, 2016
Bus will leave T.W.C and stages 7 & 8 at 9.00am.
This will be a full day trip to Avelon Farm, Ballengarra.
This trip is fully booked with those that had been on the
waiting list for the trip to Avelon Farm in August that
was cancelled due to inclement weather.
Morning tea will be held on the way to Avelon Farm at
Cowarra Dam, followed by a leisurely drive to
Beechwood, Pembroke and on to Ballengarra.
* Please note if you would like to be on the waiting list
for this trip, please call Cathy at the Village Office.
Friday 11th November, 2016
Bus will leave T.W.C and stages 7 & 8 at 9.45am.
Monday 21st November, 2016
Bus will leave T.W.C and stages 7 & 8 at 1.30pm.
Tea and Treasure for morning tea. Tea and Treasures in
located in a quaint 85 year old cottage in William Street
Port Macquarie. Step back in time and enjoy homemade food, coffee, and tea made with tea leaves served
in fine bone china. Fresh roses adorn the tables and
antique furniture is scattered throughout the cafe.
An outing to Drift Bar, Café, Restaurant in the newly
renovated Port City Bowling Club for afternoon tea.
Please join us for a leisurely drive along Port
Macquarie’s beaches, arriving at the Drift Bar for
afternoon tea in this beautifully appointed space.
PLEASE NOTE: Dates for bus outings are designated by Catholic Care of the Aged
management. As the bus is shared between several Catholic Care of the Aged facilities,
certain days each month are allocated to St Agnes & Lourdes Villages for the use of the bus.
A CALENDAR FOR OCTOBER
DAY
DATE
ACTIVITY
TIME
SATURDAY
OCTOBER 1
Hall Booking
1:00pm – 5:00pm
TUESDAY
OCTOBER 4
Hall Booking
5:30pm – 6:30pm
WEDNESDAY
OCTOBER 5
Hall Booking
6:45pm – 9:00pm
THURSDAY
OCTOBER 6
Social Committee Meeting
Bus Outing Croki, Nabiac & Taree
Hall Booking
8:30am
9:15am
2pm onwards
MONDAY
OCTOBER 10
Resident’s Committee Meeting
8:30am
TUESDAY
OCTOBER 11
Hall Booking
5:30pm – 6:30pm
FRIDAY
OCTOBER 14
Hall Booking
Bus Outing Inside Out Café at
Lighthouse for morning tea
9:30am – 12.30pm
9:45am
SUNDAY
OCTOBER 16
Hall Booking
10:30am - noon
TUESDAY
OCTOBER 18
Hall Booking
5:30pm – 6:30pm
WEDNESDAY
OCTOBER 19
Hall Booking
6:45pm – 9.00pm
FRIDAY
OCTOBER 21
Hall Booking
9:30am – 1:10pm
TUESDAY
OCTOBER 25
Hall Booking
5:30pm – 6:30pm
THURSDAY
OCTOBER 27
Hall Booking
9:00am – 11:30am
FRIDAY
OCTOBER 28
Happy Hour
3:30pm