Getting down to it

There’s been lots of uncertainty and upheaval lately. Work, health, family, being 50 something and with life in a hiatus it’s time to get on with things.

I’m over work. OTEN has been getting more and more poisonous in recent years. Management is very poor, education seems like a dirty work, its all skills and training and compliance. Most students have trouble putting a sentence or two together and whinge because they actually have to do something to complete their course.  And with a major restructure to TAFE it means more regulation, compliance with audits, less teachers, move everything online which only suits some people. Not to mention some of the useless dickheads one has to deal with. Yes, I mean you Bumble.

The future of quality education is grim. Best to cut that stress from my life and leave.

I had the heart scare last year which curtailed a planned return to the Himalayas.  I did get a shortened trip to Vietnam which was a good taster but there’s lots of places still to be seen.

Then there’s the two millennial offspring and their partners, all paid up members of the social justice warrior crew subscribing to the “it’s every body else’s fault but mine” meme.

With faces glued to some screen or other is difficult to to have a decent conversation with them. The two grand kids are still good value. Pity they just can’t stay kids and not have to deal with the rubbish that is ahead of them.

Then of course my ex. We get on pretty well but she isn’t much interested in traveling and my parents, they just keep soldiering on.

Looking down at my expanding waist line I need to get my physical as well as my mental health in order. What better way than to hit the road and pick up on the journey I left off over 30 years ago.

Of course I will miss riding across to Spotless Stadium to see my beloved GWS Giants but I will be there in spirit and of course there’s always next year.