Sydney Uni medical alumni 1978 news and views ...

I have a cavalcade of messages about year members, mostly good news this time.  

Firstly, hearty congratulations to Fiona Stewart (AM) on her Order of Australia in January for services to anatomy tuition and research.  We now have over a dozen award recipients from our year that I know about. 

Jim Markos (AM) has been looking after his elderly mother in Sydney the past couple of months in his sister’s absence, now due to return to his ‘retirement’ in Tassie after some medical issues, now happily well again.  We had a lovely dinner with Jim and Annabelle Farnsworth (OAM) last night, notable for a massive Sydney summer downpour. 

Romany White is being supported by her family and several year members.  A recent luncheon on the Hawkesbury was attended by Di Phillpot, Anne Glanville, Suzanna Tait (Rosenthal), Judy Stokes (Woolley) (OAM) and Anne Pike.  I understand an enjoyable time was had by all. 

Libby Jurd was an honorary member of our year – and Steve has a band of trusty mates who have been supporting him though his tough times with Libby’s illness and death [stream for funeral: Elizabeth Jurd].  The group meets up at Sydney Uni for coffee.  A couple of years back Steve happened to run into John deLauney while Libby was having treatment at RPAH or LifeHouse.  Since retiring from dermatology, John has been studying archaeology with a recent trip on digs in Greece.  He and Shauna are looking forward to a trip to Pompeii and environs to further their knowledge at the place where modern archaeology was ‘invented’. 

I chanced to see Anne Pike at a Brandenburg concert this past week.  She is also in happy retirement and seems well and jolly.  She has suggested another year reunion dinner or lunch (anyone else?).  I have been sociable with Mary Kathryn Dwyer, Miriam van Rooijen and Bill Brooks in recent times.  I still have coffee with Jim Wall and Mike Campbell-Smith regularly in Moss Vale.  I happened to see Rosemary Sheehy briefly at Kings Cross Markets last year.  Bill Sewell continues to work part-time and attends high-brow cultural events, Mahler one of his favorites. 

I have regular news from Judy Stokes, Andy Csillag, Agnes Kainer Geyer and Jenny Gray.  I also get occasional messages from Richard Abbott, Julia Arnold, Katherine Brown, Andrew Cole, Anne Glanville, Greg Marks, Lynda Marks, Justin Smith, Lyn Starr, Ian Stokes, Jeff Taylor, Tamara Freunde, Garvin Williamsz, Jeff Taylor, Clive Lovell, Suzanna Tait (Rosenthal), Di Phillpot, John Vaughan (OAM), Graham Blom and Helen Zorbas (AO). 

St Mark’s Darling Point held the funeral of RPA neurologist Dr John Allsop (AM) who died recently aged 101.  He is one of the last of our medical tutors to leave this mortal coil (I know only two others alive).  John was famed at RPA for his annual lecture on abnormal gaits, getting a few giggles for his schooled demonstrations.  Dr Allsop was not amused.  He taught us the most important issues of clinical neurology learned long before modern scans and electro-grams: cranial nerves, sensation, motor, reflexes, conscious state, etc, etc. 

We need to learn from King Leah and especially his mistakes: “It is our fast intent to shake all cares and business from our age, conferring them on younger strengths, while we unburdened crawl toward death.”

Best wishes from Andrew Byrne, please send your news, be it private to me or public for the blog: 1978 Sydney University Medical Graduates social pages.

 The weight of this sad time we must obey,

Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say.

The oldest hath borne most; we that are young

Shall never see so much nor live so long.

Edgar in King Leah — Act 5, scene 3

 

Andrew's travels

 

 

More sad news ...

Dear Colleagues,

Sadly I have to report the death of our beloved colleague Russell White whose funeral was on Monday 5th January 2026. 

Romany has asked me to let friends know that Russell’s last six months were challenging with complex medical conditions against a background of Alzheimer’s dementia.  Furthermore, Romany wants to raise awareness of this ‘brutal life changing disease’ and highlight Russell’s courage since his first diagnosis in 2018.

I have extended our collective sympathies to Romany knowing she is part of a group of friends from the year who will doubtless be a support network for the future. 

Wishing all a Happy New Year in the awareness that we are all getting older and need to take great care of ourselves and each other.  

Sad news from Steve Jurd ...

Dear Colleagues,

This reports the sad news that after a torrid couple of months, Libby died in hospital last Monday.  Her cancer was originally diagnosed just over 11 years ago. 

The arrangements Steve has sent are as follows:

Graveside service 11am Thursday 8/1/26 at Field of Mars cemetery North Ryde

Then a reception at Macquarie Park Memorial Gardens, Delhi Rd, North Ryde from 12:30 -2pm

I extended our collective sympathies to Steve who will be pleased to see any of our year members at the funeral despite the festive season still being upon us.  I am aware of others from our year currently having medical treatments.  Wishing all of them well for complete recoveries. 

Wishing a healthy and happy New Year to all,

Andrew Byrne .. (Year Crier)

We are such stuff as dreams are made on

And our little life is rounded with a sleep.

 

My blog: Andrew's travels 

Message from John deLauney about university lunch

Hi Andrew,

I hope things have settled a bit on the home front now you are back from your trip to Melbourne. 

We had a great lunch catch-up at the Alma Mater on Friday 7/2/25. Steve Jurd and I were joined by Jeff Taylor, Greg Marks, Graham Blom and a late entrant in Peter Brady. Uni is still on summer break, with "Welcome Week" (the modern, sanitised incarnation of "Orientation Week") coming up in a few days.  Hence we virtually had the run of the Courtyard Cafe run by the Union.

Of the six of us, only one is working anything like full-time.  Two of us (including your correspondent) are completely retired and three are just doing enough to stay off the dole queue. It was a lovely sunny but mild day and we dispersed after a couple of hours of coffee, food, memories and good conversation, promising to do it again later in the year. Gee, all the others are getting old! See a few pix of the lads.  

Regards,

John

Message from Jeff Taylor

Hi Andrew,

Firstly thank you for your tireless efforts organising reunions and keeping us updated about one another. Seems like yesterday that we were sent to measure a rusty old statue near Fisher Library, yet that now was over fifty years ago! 

 

We have reached a stage where that sometimes means less than good news. 

Two more recent departures - Allan and now Jonathan. Further poignant reminders of our own mortality. 

 

I first became acutely aware of this feeling of mortality on hearing of the death of Jane Talbot, over ten years ago. She was a bubbly, happy person, and due to our alphabetical proximity, we were frequently together in prac classes, dissection room, and of course, my neighbour in many exams. Always looking around and wishing me well. She was an integral part of my memories of those early preclinical years , and I personally found the sad news of her demise particularly confronting. 

 

My life has been eventful over the past few years. Lots of downs and ups. In 2017 Leonie, my lovely wife of twenty six years, developed a persistent cough, which led to a diagnosis of Stage IV lung cancer. This despite being a “never smoker”, and a prognosis of two years - two pretty bad years - proved to be accurate. Our then teenage children, Ben and Tash, turned out to be my salvation, as only weeks after her death I had to organise an eighteenth birthday party for Tash, get them both through this terrible time, and then get them motivated for university exams and the HSC respectively. No time for despair or introversion. My older children, Nick and Charlotte, from my first marriage, were also a great help… 

 

I returned to my work as an anaesthetist after Leonie’s death - by now solely in private practice - to slowly “retire by stealth”, as my surgeons’ operating lists grew shorter, and they gradually retired one by one. I now only work a few fortnightly sessions with ophthalmologists and skin cancer surgeons providing sedation, blocks and local anaesthetia. And even that may not be for much longer….

 

Health wise I have had some challenges of my own. An asymptomatic, but chronically slow pulse (Wenckebach, at one point!) eventually necessitated a pacemaker. You never want to hear your cardiologist say “I wish my students were here!” (The pacemaker decision was forced on me by my wimpy anaesthetist colleagues. I needed some procedures due to a steadily rising PSA, and a kidney stone, and none were prepared to give me an anaesthetic with a pulse in the low thirties!).  🤷‍♂️ I also needed an MRI, and it’s tricky getting one when you have a pacemaker, but not impossible. Just very difficult to organise, cause no one wants to take you on! In stepped celebrated radiologist colleague and best man Garvin Williamsz (see later) who came to the rescue and organised it for me. TYSM, mate! Biopsy was unfortunately positive, - but the capsule intact - and I elected for radiotherapy, as I have  spent enough time in operating theatres over the last forty years! So far so good…

 

In late 2020, I had the amazing good fortune to randomly reconnect with beautiful Judith, a friend from many years past - way back when we were both married to our respective first spouses. We had not seen each other for twenty years, but text messages became coffee, which became dinner and unexpectedly love and sunshine returned to my life, culminating in our wedding in April last year. Marital bliss has seen me return to Sydney after a mere forty seven years. We now share  a new life of long postponed travel, theatre, restaurants, comedy, celebrity speakers, learning - for me - to enjoy grandchildren (hers, not mine!), and concerts (rock, not opera - sorry Andrew, although I did have a recent baptism of opera in Lucca, Italy. It was the birthplace of Puccini, after all!). 

Travel started last year, with a long trip to the UK, France, Switzerland, Italy, Finland and Estonia - and we intend to do lots more before our fitness and the ability to get travel insurance cut out! 

My life has turned full circle, and the future is now looking very exciting!

Good luck and good health to you and all the class of ‘78

Jeff Taylor

Jonathan Wood RIP ...

Dear Colleagues,

Once again with heavy heart I need to inform you of the death of another beloved colleague.  Dr Jonathan Wood died last week after several years of progressive dementia. 

Our deepest sympathies to Glynne and family. 

From his old medical year at Sydney University.  Funeral and obituary details herewith. 

Jonathan WOOD Obituary (2025) - Sydney, New South Wales - The Sydney Morning Herald

Andrew Byrne ..

1978 Sydney University Medical Graduates social pages.

Medical Year Book 1978 (Jan) update 2013

Allan Glanville RIP

Dear Colleagues,

It is with heavy heart that I must inform you of the death of Allan Glanville after a series of serious illnesses over the past few years. 

Despite his diagnoses, Allan continued to work, teach and contribute up to the last few weeks. 

I know I speak for our whole medical year in commiserations to Ann and the family who have been through so much. 

I know Allan would wish us all a Happy New Year for 2025. 

From Andrew Byrne ..

 

Allan Glanville Obituary (2024) - Sydney, New South Wales - The Sydney Morning Herald

 

Jeff Taylor, John deLauney, Steve Jurd get-together lunch in Sydney November 2024.

Andrew,

Happy that modern medicine is doing its most important job - taking years off your age!!

John deLauney and I met with Jeff Taylor. 

It was like any old Thursday morning in the back row at Bosch. 

Stories were told. 

Some of them were true. 

Minds met. 

I shared my sociological perspective at some length and was tolerated. 

Just like the old days. 

Graham Blom was a late scratching. 

We will meet again. 

Your attendance at a subsequent meeting is eagerly anticipated. 

We are older. But we assisted each other to remember our youths with a rejuvenating clarity. 

I was reminded of the Rathbone’s nuptials. More reminiscences: 

The shocking accuracy of the paper plane that hit the lecturer between the eyes. (OK, it was me)

Seeing Madam Lash perform at the Old Union building. (Now Holme Building)

Many good times had in Bosch (now a hole in the ground). Fewer good times had in the Blackburn Building (now replaced by the Susan Wakil building).

Great times had on the Main Oval (now the Blackburn Oval - did either of them even play sport??). But there was no chance that de Launey and Taylor were going to humour me indulging in memories of our Interfaculty Cricket win in 1975. 

News:Jeff Taylor’s marital bliss, well deserved after the early death of his second wife.  Jeff is experiencing the slow protracted retirement of the anesthetist whose surgeons retire one by one. 

I am fully retired (except for The Sydney Retreat!) and de Launey is retired but pursuing at a high level his passion for archaeology.  

Enough?

Best wishes from Steve Jurd 

Message from Jeff Taylor regarding Three Amigos (inc deLauney and Jurd)

Hi Andrew.

Steve's post was accurate and suitably intellectual in his typical laconic style.

The lunch wasn't our first catch up, and we have found sharing memories and life experiences very easy and enjoyable.

On my walk home to Waterloo, I noticed the Anderson Stuart building was open, so felt compelled to explore its depths for the first time in fifty years. It is as stark and forbidding as ever. When walking past the Vesalian dissection room, I'm sure my hands began reeking of formalin - and I had memories of Philomena McGrath thundering about "respect for the dead". It was vaguely like walking through a Harry Potter movie - the notable change being that the portraits of stern looking Professors adorning the walls, looking menacingly down, now include OUR professors. Blunt, Cleland, Young, M G Taylor and many others.

Then the walk to Redfern station, past the Chemistry school (unchanged), the Carslaw building - still there, but dwarfed and surrounded by new, bigger buildings. Symbolic of much of Sydney. And a new bridge over City Rd to a revamped Wentworth. Similar, but not similar, at the same time...

I am now a South Sydney resident. We live in Pitt St, opposite Waterloo Park. Andy’s old ‘hood! The whole district has changed so much. I used to walk through Erko from the train station on my way to Bosch. Unrecognisable now from how it used to be!

Already looking forward to our next lunch!

I hope you are well, and continuing to enjoy life!

Cheers, Jeff

Message from Paul Jones ...

G'day Andrew,

Wise counsel which (from numbers I recall seeing in my AMA days) sadly too many of our colleagues ignore.

I've both looked after a number of colleagues and had (now 5) different GPs starting in my early 30s and from both sides of the fence have insight into how poor our judgement can be regarding our own health.

When trying to convince colleagues I tell two stories against myself, the first about presenting to my then GP with "John, I'm getting indigestion ; I think I need a gastroscopy."

About 2 months later I had my cholecystectomy.

His successor (with the collusion of an excellent dietitian) probably added years to my lifespan and that of my weight-bearing joints by not accepting my lame excuses and persuading me to shed in excess of 20kg of blubber.

"The lawyer who represents himself has a fool for a client."

Finally, thank you for being our glue, our scribe and taking on the role of bearer of bad news.

Kind regards,

Paul Jones

Message from Julian Scullin on choosing a GP ...

 Dear Andrew,

I thank you again for continuing to undertake this chore.

As a recently-retired GP, I heartily endorse your comments. Relating to one’s own GP, it seems to me, is something of a dance. First, one has to find a partner to engage with, then work out the steps. For years, I had an excellent GP but then, as his partners successively retired, he joined my practice. This was great for the practice and good for our friendship but a little uncomfortable for both of us - consider medical record documentation, for example. Then he retired and I was without a GP for a while, relying on my nous and my specialist colleagues, not the best solution (I refer to my nous, not my colleagues’ acumen). Having retired, and moved house, I found another GP. She’s also excellent but, I fancy, a little diffident. I think it’s the challenge of being the carer for a more senior professional in one’s own field. And two of her associates were formerly registrars for whom I was supervisor in my practice. But we’re working it out, though consultations are still a dance: one of us might make a suggestion regarding investigation, medication or referral, the other then heartily agrees or alludes to a possible alternative and a decision is jointly made. 

It’s a rewarding dance and I want the music to continue.

My best wishes,

Julian

Health reminder for medical colleagues near retirement age ... get a good GP!

Dear Colleagues,

It seems to have fallen to me to send news of the illness and deaths of colleagues, not to mention myself.  One wonders in every case if some intervention could have delayed the event. 

As a retirement reward I have been revisiting Shakespeare who often quotes on death but rarely about disease: the Bard treats life's termination alternately as a matter-of-fact necessity as well as an a'feared mystery. 

I have corresponded with a few colleagues who mostly agreed that having a GP's advice at regular intervals is the best defence against disease and premature death (one said that a cardiologist is all he needs!).  Lifestyle advice, vaccinations, occult blood testing, prostate antigens, women's health check-ups, osteoporosis assessments, etc, etc.  Cardiac health might be assessed by BP measurement, lipid screening, calcium ratio measurement, coronary CT scan, etc.  While we may be familiar with such tests, just when they may be appropriate should be decided by a caring GP like the conductor of an orchestra.  It is so easy to let such things slip on ones own.  And finding a good GP is never easy but definitely worth the hunt as I did when I moved to Bowral.  Some rural areas are not as fortunate so travel to larger centres or telehealth may be needed. 

In the course of my own recent illness I had a cardiac assessment including angiogram (no stent needed), PET scanning, regular blood testing, beta blockers and an ACE inhibitor to regularise the heart and BP.  Lymphoma from 20 years ago is happily now in remission again.  

I hope people will think seriously about the above and I apologise for preaching to the choir. 

Best regards, Andrew Byrne .. (the year's trouble-maker and would-be conscience).  

Sad news ... John Brown RIP

 Dear Colleagues,

 I need to report a sadness in the sudden and unexpected death of the husband of our colleague Katherine Brown (Barry) in Wollongong last week.  I have written to Katherine to express our collective shock and sympathy over John’s death. 

 Katherine is still working as public health consultant at Wollongong University and is an associate professor in sexual health and forensic medicine. 

 The news came at the same time as a report from RPAH about the recent deaths of Drs Stuart Renwick and Robert Loblay who many will remember as our tutors from student days.  As our teachers they were a good deal older, but death always comes as a cruel blow for those who remain.  Shakespeare wrote many words of wisdom about death, some very comforting, some quite matter-of-fact.  I note that earlier this year Drs Peter Holman, John York and John Turtle had passed away, the former two known to those with attachments to Rachel Forster Hospital … and each at a good age. 

 With best wishes to all, Andrew Byrne ..

 John William Brown Death Notice - Sydney, New South Wales | Sydney Morning Herald (smh.com.au)

 

 

 

Message from Suzanna Tait ...

I’m just clearing my emails and saw that I had missed this one from you Andrew … Also just thought should I increase the font size of my emails when I saw yours!

We loved Japan; loved the cherry blossoms and I loved watching the Japanese loving them too. They seem such an uncomplicated race but, maybe I’m wrong!

Unfortunately I slipped and fell in the bathroom on my second last day and broke my shoulder luckily surgery not needed but my wing is clipped and I can’t do a lot of the things that I had planned after Japan but in the scheme of things it’s not a biggie.

We have bought a caravan and are going to drive up to the Kimberley in a few weeks and meet Ian Cook and his wife Catherine and drive the 4WD Gibb River Road with them. The surgeon I saw was not keen on this idea but I don’t really want to change the plan as heavens knows when we would be able to experience it with friends again. Pity I can’t drive!

We get back mid August and then we are going to Italy for 2 months September October. Just making up for lost COVID time.

Last week we drove up to Bonville near Coffs Harbour for Paul to play golf with mates … another thing I can’t do! And called in at Newcastle on the way home and had dinner with Di Philpott and her husband Warwick Giblin which was lovely. My husband Paul is cycling in Italy with him in September in the Piedmont and I’m doing an organised tour of southern Italy at that time. 

Di told me about Lyn Hammond’s husband’s recent rapid death from pancreatic cancer which is such a shocking cancer.  We’ve had 2 friends succumb to it and its awful. 

That’s about all my news and its tiring typing with 1 hand!

Hope you continue to respond well to chemo and it kills all those pesky cells

Suzanna

1978 Sydney University Medical Graduates social pages.

RIP Peter Vandyke

Dear Colleagues,

 

I have the sad duty to inform you of the death of Peter Vandyke of Bellingen, NSW on Thursday 11^th April.  He already had the signs of advanced cancer when Rob Finlayson visited in December yet Peter declined any medical investigation or treatment but chose to be nursed at home by family members. 

 

All our sympathies to daughter Eva and son Harry.  Also to Harry’s partner Stella and especially to Rob Finlayson who treated Peter from Sydney with assistance from the local palliative care nursing team. 

 

Peter was one of the ever-popular members of our year, out-going, well humoured and generous.  He had his own problems and priorities which led to him leaving medical practice when his children were young.  His delight was his garden and his river (Dorrigo then nearby Bellingen).  He instructed his funeral to take place in that garden and we were to be represented by Rob Finlayson who I have personally thanked on behalf of year members. 

 

Best wishes to all year members, Andrew Byrne .. (presently in New York City). 

1978 Sydney University Medical Graduates social pages. (1971syduni.blogspot.com)

 

 

Message from John de Launey

 Thanks for passing on the sad news Andrew. Peter Vandyke and I grew up within an old-fashioned mile of each other and shared years of childhood, adolescent and early adult memories together. We shared a love of horse-riding from early on and were in the same pony and show-jumping clubs. Then as we hit teenage we played in the same polocrosse team. We spent many summer afternoons on our horses ranging the hills and farms on the fringes of Sydney, skylarking and hanging out, on land that has long been swallowed by outer suburbia. Despite both our fathers being doctors we both still stubbornly chose to study medicine at the Alma Mater, joining the Gough Generation, and there you go.

As time passed by, medicine, our natures, and our developing personal lives took us in very different directions but I caught up with Peter on the odd occasion while doing Outreach Clinic on the Mid-North Coast. From his earliest days Peter was always one to take his own path, whether or not the drummer he heard was the same one others perceived. That is very often a genuinely courageous way of doing things, as exemplified by the way he chose to deal with his last days.

Although time separated our trajectories I personally felt the news of our loss of Peter much more deeply than when hearing of the passing of others in our wonderful year group.

 

Regards,

John de Launey

 

PS: We are in Belgium spending some time with family. Next week we head to the Basque country in Northern Spain for a cycling trip across Spain to Malaga on the Mediterranean. The weather in Western Europe has been diabolical - cold, windy, hailing and generally miserable.

Ed: I also received messages of condolence from Bill Brooks, Eileen and Fred Arndt, Julia Arnold, Ann and Allan Glanville, Judy Stokes, Chris Fenton, Jenny Gray, Julian Scullin, Max Lenzer, Romany and Russell, Jim Markos, Justin Smith (finally retired), Suzanna Tait, Garvin Williamsz. Bernie Haylen, inter alia. [Andrew Byrne addition] 

Amazing story from Bernie Haylen, Mal Robilliard and families ...

Hi Andrew,

A good news story from two members of the year group.

There were quite a number of intra-year marriages. There's a late entry - of sorts.

On 3^rd May, Dom Haylen, second of 4 children of Bernie and Denise Haylen will be marrying Georgina Robilliard, elder of two daughters of Mal and Janet Robilliard.

The couple met quite randomly via an online dating site. Janet was the first to realise the connection.

The marriage and reception venues will be the same as those for the Robilliard wedding 47 years ago (May 1977), which Bernie and some of the 1978 Graduating  year attended.

There is the possibility of some comfort for the wedding couple in that their parents have been married a combined total of 90 years.

Best regards

Bernie (with approval from Mal)

Message from Max Lenzer ...

Hi Andrew,

I am very sad to hear the news.

I don’t recall seeing Peter since leaving University.

However we were good friends at primary school in Newcastle and in the first two years at Newcastle Boys’ High School.  His father was our GP.

His family moved to Sydney at the end of 1967.

I have fond memories of spending time in the school holidays at their place at Ingleburn.

His parents Bob and Helen were wonderful people. He had two younger brothers Tim and Rob and a younger sister Sarah. 

Best wishes to all

Max Lenzer.

New book by Nick Athanasou ... highly recommended.

 Dear Colleagues,

 I was delighted to attend the launch of Nick’s fifth book at Glebe Books last week.  Minas and Hellene Coroneo were also present amongst a large group of family, colleagues and well-wishers.  I suspect several people in the room were also models for interesting characters in the stories about the newer generation of Greek Australians, mostly set in Sydney’s eastern suburbs.  I have now read numerous stories from the book at random – each was atmospheric and original.  Some had a shocking twist at the end, worthy of the great Boccaccio.  One is entitled “Lady Macbeth of Maroubra” (no more spoilers!). 

 Link for detailed description and purchase if desired: Late Hybrids – Gleebooks.com.au

 Nick has cut back on work but retains his Emeritus Chair of Pathology at Oxford University and lives between there and central London.  He was in good form on his visit to Sydney.  Jim Markos also managed to see Nick in a flying family visit from Tassie. 

 I have been in touch with numerous year members including Ingrid Rieger, Miriam van Rooijen, Annabelle Farnsworth, James Wall, Mike Campbell-Smith, Judy and Ian Stokes, Rosemary Sheehy, Anne Gilroy, Agnes Kainer Geyer, John DeLauney, Andy Csillag, Fiona Stewart, Bill Brooks and the Glanvilles, amongst others.  Most are in good health but a few have described on-going medical issues.  I apologise for being out of touch for so long – I never imagined retirement could be quite so busy - 2 years since closing the clinic in Redfern and one year since last D&A patients transferred out.  Off to USA again next week including visit to Niagara Falls to see the solar eclipse, after my own little ‘medical issues’.   

 Please feel free to send any short messages/photos for our year blog: 1978 Sydney University Medical Graduates social pages. (1971syduni.blogspot.com)

 Best wishes and hope all are moving on in life’s next chapter of less responsibility and more time for enjoyment. 

 Andrew Byrne .. Bowral via Potts Point … 

45 year reunion dinner - 72 happy colleagues, 3 short addresses (Byrne, Jurd, Collignon).

Dear Colleagues, 

Thanks to all who made this event enjoyable.  It seems to have been successful from the stream of positive messages I have received.  Many others had wanted to come but were prevented by post-Covid commitments.  Others still are just not keen on such events or live too far away ... but each who wrote declining sent best wishes for the evening.  We have 195 respondents and another 16 who are not in touch (with me).  

Here are a couple of photos of the evening ... Panorama shot arranged by Mike Freelander.  Jim Markos has also taken a lot of excellent close-ups too.  If you would prefer not to be amongst them or to have names omitted or just first names please let me know asap.  Changes can be made at any time.  

Ian, Jon and Rosemary

Bill, Ian and Jon

Rosemary, Glenda and Mick

Avrill and Garvin

George and Jim

Tuly .... Yael

David, David and Fred. 

Fred and Kerrie

Tess, Peter and Sally

Andrew and Marilyn

David and Mary Kathryn

Michael and Bill

Tess, Peter and Sally

Val and Agnes

Ingrid and Howard

Howard and Leah

Anu and Jim

Val and Agnes

John and Bernie

Julian and Denise H. 

David and Paul

David and John

Bruce and Lyn

Lesley and Paul

David and Susan

Michael and Peter

Helen and Mike

Bernie and John

Robert and Max

Chris, Libby and Helen 

Rebecca and Justin

Terri and Robert 

Jeff and Jude

Anne and Anne

Steve, Libby and Arnold

Steve and Libby

Arnold and Miriam

Andrew giving welcome talk. 

Miriam and Andrew

Andrew and Anne