January 5, 2019

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PARENTING: Enjoy the cute baby phase

THERE is a biological reason babies are cute. Their heavenly little features, button noses, chubby fingers and cheeky smiles are essential for their survival. They have to be. Many a blunder is forgiven when you look like a cherub.

If I threw my food on the floor one piece of cheese/toast/fruit/vegetable at a time – and paused to watch each item land – I am sure I would get more than an exasperated ‘‘tsk, tsk’’ in response.

If I attempted to eat the dead bug I found under the lounge instead, I might be left to it. If I arched my back and squealed and thrashed about while someone helped me into my car seat, Iam certain I’d cop a karate chop to the solar plexus.

And if I waited until I was sitting in said car seat and the driver started reversing out of the driveway before I put a concentrated, grunting effort into pushing out a pungent mess that leached into my clothes, I am positive I’d just be left behind with a hose and a curious labrador sniffing at my rear.

Thanks to an unsettled baby, the first night of a recent ‘‘relaxing’’ mini-break yielded about two to three hours’ sleep in total.

Cue the bickering parents. I wished for an ‘‘opt out’’ button. I wanted to unsubscribe from the relentless responsibility of parenting. I understood why some animals eat their young. Completely.

But then I woke up to giggles, and that feeling of being watched.

Opening my eyes to see my little one standing in his port-a-cot sporting an ecstatic dimpled grin at our proximity eased the fury I was clinging to from the night before. With a cuddle, the red mist of rage dissipated.

I tell you, kids, it’s lucky you are cute. Enjoy it while it lasts. Because once you are of a certain age, farting when someone holds you close is no longer considered so adorable.


January 5, 2019

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Aussie snapper’s $25.5m Hawaiian paradise for sale

Peter Lik’s Maui island retreat. Photo: Dino Tassara. Aussie snapper Peter Lik. Photo: Bagima at wikipedia

Peter Lik’s record-breaking image, “Phantom” which sold for US$6.5 million last year. Photo: Peter Lik

Aussie photographer Peter Lik has listed his Hawaiian estate for $US19.8 million ($25.5 million).

The Melbourne-born 55-year-old bought the idyllic 2.6-hectare site in 2013 for $US9.7 million from tech-industry entrepreneur Bill Nguyen.

On a west Maui island promontory in the Kapalua Resort, the sprawling 370-square-metre home is laid out in three pavilions. It overlooks Mokuleia Bay and the surf break at Honolua Bay.

Mr Lik has since spent about $US3 million in updating the Olson Kundig Architects-designed home which features sliding cedar and rammed earth walls and cedar ceilings.

It has three bedrooms and three bathrooms. Living areas feature hydraulically operated glass panels designed to allow easy indoor-outdoor living.

Mr Lik moved from Australia to Las Vegas in 1994. He bought in the Kapalua Resort as a getaway, for its access to golf courses and its serenity but has decided to sell, citing frequent travel commitments.

According to his Sotheby’s International listing agents, Mr Lik will miss the privacy, natural ambience and the sound of whales breaching the water.

“You [just] want to have a glass of wine with your mate,” on the property, he said.

Last year the acclaimed landscape photographer made news when his black and white photograph, Phantom, sold for $US6.5 million – a world record for photography. The image was taken in a subterranean canyon in Arizona, one of his favourite sites.

Mr Lik took his first photograph in 1967 using a Kodak Brownie box camera – a birthday present from his Czech-born parents. He travelled across America during 1984 and developed his passion for panoramic landscape photography.

He opened his first gallery in Cairns in 1997 and his first US gallery in Hawaii in 2003. He now has galleries across the US, including ones in Caesars Palace, Las Vegas, and the Plaza Hotel in Manhattan.

His business has developed to include coffee-table photography books, postcards and calendars.

In 2010, Mr Lik made news when he sold one of his works, One, for $US1 million.

It comes as no surprise that Mr Lik provided most of the images of his house for the real estate marketing.


January 5, 2019

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HUNTER HERO: Stephanie Bortkevich, netball volunteer

VOLUNTEER: Stephanie Bortkevitch is the secretary of the Wests Netball Club. Picture: Phil HearneMANY might assume that playing netball is as simple as rocking up to the courts, popping a bib on, and getting on with the game.

And for some, it is.

But it is the people behind the scenes – volunteers like Stephanie Bortkevitch – who really make it all happen. They are the ones who organise all of the paperwork. The ones who put the teams together. The ones who sacrifice their own time to make sure the players can just get on with the business of having fun on the court.

Ms Bortkevitch became involved with Wests Netball Club when her children started playing 35 years ago.

‘‘I played netball when I was younger myself, in the Newcastle competition,’’ the club secretary said.

‘‘I have grandchildren playing now. You go along with the children for so many years, and you just end up involved.

‘‘All of our clubs are run on a volunteer basis, so we need parents to help out.’’

March is typically a very busy time of year for people like Ms Bortkevitch. If you have ever attended a sport registration day, you might appreciate how hectic it can be.

They are the calm among the chaos.

‘‘At this time of the year we have a really big, big job because we have all of the registrations to organise,’’ she said.

‘‘There are two full days of registrations, and then it’s all about compiling the teams.

‘‘We usually have about 60 teams, with about 10 people in a team, so we cater for about 600 people playing in the Lambton and New Lambton area.’’

Many people probably don’t realise how much work goes on behind the scenes to get the teams on the court.

‘‘All the paperwork takes a lot of time,’’ she said.

‘‘You have to be so careful these days. You have to have all of your members insured. It gets harder. Itshould get easier, but it doesn’t. But I do really enjoy doing it all.

‘‘I was raised in a very sporty family, so it’s just something I’ve always been happy to be involved in.’’

Ms Bortkevitch is also on the committee for Newcastle Netball Association. Of a Saturday afternoon, she also coaches a People With Disabilities (PWD) team for Wests.

‘‘We have one PWD team and they play in the Newcastle competition, and there are about six teams involved in that,’’ she said.

‘‘I am their coach, but we don’t really train – they are very busy and always out and about. But it is a very rewarding job.

‘‘I’ve probably had this same team for about 15 years now. They don’t really worry too much if they miss a goal or a pass because they are just playing and having a good time.’’

Ms Bortkevitch attends the Wests Netball clubhouse at least four nights a week. She makes sure the clubhouse and the toilets are open, answers questions, and provides any first aid if it is needed.

‘‘It is a lot of work, but after all the hours you put in you can see what you’ve achieved, that you have done something towards helping these girls all play netball.’’

VOLUNTEER: Stephanie Bortkevitch is the secretary of the Wests Netball Club. Picture: Phil Hearne


January 5, 2019

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OBITUARY: TerryFearnley, rugby league coach, player

QUIET RESOLVE: Terry Fearnley helped drag rugby league into the modern era. TERRY FEARNLEY,


TERRY Fearnley’s calm exterior masked a steely resolve within, and his quiet and gentlemanly nature determined he would never receive the full acclaim he deserved on his sporting arena of choice – rugby league. He spent many seasons in the company of this fiercest of games, as player, ground-breaking coach, wise thinker and mentor, although never nailing the ‘‘great and elusive dream’’ of winning a first-grade premiership.

In rugby league memory this quiet, bespectacled man warrants a high historical ranking, having been a change agent in unearthing a ‘‘new way’’ – one that effectively dragged an old suburban weekend game into its modern, professional era.

It was one of many accomplishments, which included being the first coach to lead NSW to a series victory over Queensland in State of Origin football (1985) after taking Parramatta to its first premiership grand final (1976) – and repeating the achievement the following year (against St George). The Eels came away narrow losers both times, but with new respect. The battle against Saints produced the game’s first grand final draw.

Fearnley also coached Australia to series victories at his two attempts: the World Cup tournament of 1977 and a Test campaign against New Zealand (1985), in which, handed a poisoned chalice as Australian coach in the midst of a bitter Origin series, he infuriated the entire State of Queensland (it seemed) by dropping four Maroon players for the final Test.

It was Fearnley’s quality of genuineness that convinced reluctant bush champions such asPeter Sterling (Wagga) and Michael Cronin (Gerringong) to come to the ‘‘big smoke’’ – to everlasting fame and, perhaps, ahint of fortune. In his 1989 autobiography Sterling wrote: ‘‘Icame to Sydney and the Parramatta club because of Terry Fearnley. It’s as simple as that.’’

Terence Colin Fearnley was born in Sydney on July 21, 1933, one of three children of Jack and Edith Fearnley. Jack had come to Australia from Yorkshire aged 15 in 1924 with his brother, emigrating under the Dreadnought Scheme, and they were assigned to work at the historic property Coombing Park, at Carcoar. The little town and its beautiful surrounds captured the young Terry’s heart from the first time he travelled there on the overnight steam train as a four or five-year old. It never loosened its grip.

Fearnley would recall those ‘‘some of the most enjoyable experiences of my life’’, and went back time and again to enjoy the countryside and to mix with Fearnley relatives. Among them in more recent years was his second cousin, Kurt Fearnley, Australia’s greatest male Paralympian.

Terry, elder brother Ron and younger sister Judith grew up in turn at Earlwood, Marrickville and then the Eastern Suburbs as Jack worked in the wool mills in Marrickville.

Fearnley’s first connection with rugby league came in pick-up games after school.

‘‘My brother was one of the leaders … and I was just skinny little Terry,’’ he remembered.

‘‘I’d be last one picked every time … and they’d never pass me the ball. It made me a bit more aggressive, and in the end I guess I did show ’em!’’

His education was largely of the ‘‘university of common-sense and life’’ variety. His memoirs note: ‘‘My parents Jack and Edith came through the Depression and strongly believed that I should get a position with the Public Service. I could then start paying board.’’

There was no encouragement for him to press on at Sydney Tech High and get his Leaving Certificate.

He went instead, at 15, to a job of some drudgery, as a $6.20-a-week clerk with the Department of Motor Transport. In a diverse working life he would graduate to senior positions – inthe car industry and in professional rugby league – and tokey advertising roles with Australian Consolidated Press, particularly so at Rugby League Week magazine, where ‘‘The Coach’’ was a popular guiding hand and companion to all. Later, he worked as a legal registration clerk.

In 1957, Fearnley married Betty Rogers and they had four children. In December 2001 he married Patricia Stemp and with working days (and football) largely behind him, his life-long curiosity intensified, leading him to new and diverse interests – to gardening, movies, bird watching, writing his memoirs and extensive travels.

Family always ranked highly, with 11 grandchildren to keep him on the hop. He became a regular attendee at State Library lectures, on a rich variety of subjects. Active sport sustained its place through his life, with skiing, tennis and golf high on the list, until fading health dictated otherwise. In such a ‘‘sporting life’’, two weeks as a member of the AOC-media team at the Sydney Olympics of 2000 remained a cherished memory.

Terry Fearnley is survived by Pat, and his children with Betty: Karen, Kim, Tracey and Scott, and their families.


January 5, 2019

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OPINION: Public funds not handouts for developers


MINE subsidence is a major constraint to Newcastle’s revitalisation, but the state government should not be undermining our public infrastructure fund by giving handouts to private developers, as they have recently announced.

We need a sustainable, equitable and long-term solution, which addresses the size of the problem and the cost to fill the ‘‘honeycomb’’ of mines under our city.

Grouting the mine workings is expensive and usually extends well beyond the footprint of individual sites, under public space and adjacent sites.

There is no grouting cost sharing mechanism that incentivises development in Newcastle.

The financial viability of commercial and residential redevelopments in the city is constrained by this market failure.

But the proposal by the Liberal government to take money from the infrastructure fund and give it to developers is depleting money that should be spent on much-needed public infrastructure like public schools and health facilities.

The Liberal government has missed the opportunity to provide a sustainable long-term solution for mine subsidence in Newcastle.

They have missed the principle that public funds should only be used for public purposes and not channelled to a select few developers.

And they have missed the point by ignoring the inequity between adjacent landowners and the public space. In 2009, I pushed successfully for Newcastle Council to establish a Mine Subsidence Working Group, which would investigate, among other things, funding arrangements for a sustainable long-term solution.

During the 2011 election campaign, the then Labor government announced they would take over the working party under the Department of Premier and Cabinet, where it languished until the recent announcement during this election.

The only sustainable, equitable and long-term solution is to establish a Mine Subsidence Revolving Fund, so that the grouting of each city block can be done in one hit, with the state government recovering its investment equitably from the landowners.

The fund would be topped up by the private beneficiaries as developments are approved and Newcastle would not have to rely on half-baked promises, made during elections.

Real estate valuers will say that the Newcastle mine subsidence disincentive has already been factored into the price of the city’s development sites.

However, the Sydney-centric government needs to recognise that their failure to recoup money from the coal companies who caused the problem and their inaction over the years to develop a sustainable solution has compounded the problem. Newcastle needs a sustainable, equitable solution to the ‘‘honeycomb’’ of mines under our city, not half-baked promises made during elections.

Michael Osborne is a civil engineer, a Greens councillor on Newcastle City Council and a Greens candidate in the upcoming state election


December 4, 2018

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OPINION: Got a tone to pick with you

LITERALLY JAB: Muhammad Ali surprised his opponents. NOW listen. But I already was listening. Did you have to say that? Make you feel important did it?

Now that you have commanded me to listen with your best uppity school principal tone, I am going to sit here and look interested but won’t be thinking about anything that spills into the vapour from your pompous gob. I’ll be dreaming about cat videos while nodding away and surreptitiously looking for the nearest exit and planning how quickly I can use it.

The only time I want to ever hear “now listen” is just before Ross Wilson cranks out “Oh we’re stepping out”, providing timeless and sage advice regarding a dance move generations of awkward, sober (awkwardly sober?) and unco-ordinated Australian men – whether they be metro, hetero, or retro – can manage without embarrassing partners, children, innocent bystanders or those who actually can trip the light fantastic. “I’m gonna turn around. Gonna turn around once and do the Eagle Rock.” Yes brother, we can all manage the Eagle Rock. The turn itself can be tricky if done at anything resembling quarter-Michael Jackson speed whilst nursing a dodgy hip or footy knees, but if you take it slowly enough there is a reasonable likelihood there will be little need to seek medical treatment for acute self-inflicted humiliation the following day.

But “now listen” is just one of the everyday sayings that has permeated the language and gets up my goat, which should never be confused with getting on my goat.

What about “I’ve got a bone to pick with you”? Oh spare me days, Nanna. This one buries the passive and privileges the aggressive. Why not say “I cannot legally physically punch you in the head with my clenched fist so I am going to punch you in the brain with a pointless and ordurous idiom as preferred by the most tiresome dolts in the English speaking world.”

“I’ve got a bone to pick with you” is the particularly annoying person’s way of sending a signal that you have annoyed them, winning them an annoyance boxed quinella comprised of being simultaneously both annoying and annoyed in any order.

I never want to hear this tedious phrase again, unless of course you are going to literally pick a bone with me, in which case a courteous invitation to a carnivorous feast may be acceptable, depending upon prior commitments and the nutritious parameters of the fad diet I am failing to comply with at any particular time. You would be welcome to pick my brain at such an occasion.

What about “with all due respect”? Like Muhammad Ali jiving his head quickly to the right before unloading a lethal left jab, this pearler signals something untoward is coming. This is the go-to passive aggressive insult par excellence spurted by attack weasels before they scarper back to their burrows.

Literally is the new “like”. I literally don’t, like, like you using literally. It’s 2015’s “absolutely” and is most often used to sabotage and poison an otherwise tolerable auditory ambience in a situation where an agreeable silence would be just dandy. Please shut up.

Now it’s election season and the Baird government is regularly wheeling out Laura Norder and her get tough promises in the usual cavalier fashion of those attempting to win the hearts of talkback shock-jocks and the Murdoch table thumpers, how about mandatory life sentences for misuse of the word literally? Like, literal life sentences.

“Can I ask you a question?” What? Besides that question you just asked, asking me whether you could ask me a question? I am not sure if I can answer that question without taking it into full consideration that you didn’t ask me a question whether you could ask me a question regarding the asking of a question. Just ask the question.

“I know this sounds like a dumb question, but…” Why are you asking me a question that you are apparently pleased to qualify with a disparaging announcement? Why not rethink the question and make it sharp and focused? Why not pass on asking it at all? Otherwise I’ll take it as a comment and refer the matter to Tony Jones where the Twitterati will joyfully pass comment on the validity of the question’s merits. On the other hand, maybe you could just ask the question without an introductory clause outlining unnecessary anxiety. Verbal oxazepam.

“It is what it is.” Oh Jebus. Just shoot me. Not literally.

“Thanks in advance.” That one means I have flicked you a task by email so intolerable that I would rather chew wasps than do it myself.

“Just sayin.” Arrrrgggh.

Paul Scott is a lecturer in the School of Design, Communication and Information Technology at the University of Newcastle


December 4, 2018

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IAN KIRKWOOD: Revel inShow and tell

IAN KIRKWOOD: Revel in Show and tell All the colour abd fun from the Newcastle Show. Pictures: Marina Neil/Peter Stoop/Phil Hearne/Simone De Peak

TweetFacebookNewcastle Herald sports writer James Gardiner observed, for ‘‘a fifth straight game the Jets were fiercely competitive’’.

On Saturday, a swell that brought sizeable and picture-perfect waves to every beach on our part of the coast continued to pour in from the ocean depths, as it had on Friday.

And it was still there on Sunday, a great run of surf, even if it was a fortnight too late for Surfest.

Also on Saturday, the Newcastle Knights ran out for the first game of the season, scoring a spine-tingling 24-14 victory over the Warriors, fighting their way back from a 14-6 deficit and doing it with a man in the sin bin for 10 minutes in the second half.

There were 16,000 people cheering the home team on at Hunter Stadium, but I listened to the game through one earphone while negotiating my way with a mate and three children through the Newcastle Show.

Ah, the show!

Beloved by children, and looked at by many of us with a weary and wary eye.

Picture: Simone De Peak

A day out, yes, but once you get sucked into the sideshow alley, you can kiss goodbye to $100 or $150 a child without even blinking.

For those on limited budgets, it’s best to hand over the folding stuff and console yourself that it’s only once a year, and that the smiles on those little, and not-so-little faces are worth the wallet-full of redbacks that it’s cost to put them up on top of whatever ride is now scaring the daylights out of them.

As the word itself suggests, the ‘‘sideshow’’ started out on the ‘‘side’’ of the ‘‘show’’. An addition to the main attraction, in other words.

But the way the Newcastle Show is nowadays – and I am pretty certain it’s the same with a lot of regional shows – the ‘‘sideshow’’ appears to be the main game, especially if the weight of numbers is any indication.

All up, show organisers expect the three days of good weather this year will have brought more than 50,000 people through the gates, an increase of about 30per cent on the 35,000 of last year and 2013.

I was there from mid-afternoon until 9.30pm on Saturday and through all of that time, the crowds were much thicker over on the amusements side of the showground than they were over on the traditional side, where the goats and the chickens and the horses were doing their thing.

The main animal sheds were shut on Saturday afternoon – the cattle exhibitor had to cancel, as I later learnt – and I left with the feeling that the agricultural and industrial part of the Newcastle Show was on a noticeable decline.

So I went back on Sunday to talk to Newcastle Show Association president Roger Geary and his dedicated – and mostly volunteer – band of helpers, who told me that, yes, it was a battle, but a battle they were determined to win. It’s definitely a show of two worlds, financially.

While $20 and $50 notes disappear hand over fist on rides and amusements, those showing their goats and ponies are doing so for a love of the game, and for precious competition points to gain entry to the Royal Easter Show.

To make the most of the show, I would definitely recommend picking up a program. I was too distracted by the pull of three nine-year-olds dragging us relentlessly towards the rides and the sugar, and when I did finally drag the group over to the show ring, it was a bit hard for an untutored novice to know what was going on.

But I know one thing. I’m glad we stayed for the fireworks. In January I had a whinge about Newcastle’s New Year’s Eve fireworks, which, for most of the crowd, were like distant paintings on a near-silent sky.

Not so at the show. Let loose on Friday and Saturday nights from the centre of the show ring, it was an explosive rain of explosion and colour, the air thick and grey with the sulphurous reek of gunpowder.

As the kids said on the way home: Best fireworks ever!


December 4, 2018

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EDITORIAL: The year of living equally

AS long as gender inequality exists in society, there will always be a need for International Women’s Day.

It’s true, women are highly visible in positions of power; in politics, on television, in the workplace. But the reality is that men still rule the world, or think they do, and still make up most of the rules that govern the world.

Yes, Julia Gillard was Australia’s first female prime minister, and deputy Liberal leader Julie Bishop is one of those named as a likely successor to prime minister Tony Abbott.

But they are the exceptions that prove the rule. Their high profile makes it seem as though women are equal players on the political field.

But the reality is that most of the positions that matter in Australian governments are still held by men.

Indeed, the latest global measures of gender inequality – a ‘‘gender gap index’’ compiled by the World Economic Forum – shows that Australia is slipping in relation to other countries. We ranked 24th last year from 142 nations, a steady decline from 2006, when we were 15th from 115 countries.

In everyday fields, most women still live lives that depend, to some extent, on the goodwill and largesse of men. Parenting is now much more of a shared experience than it was a generation or two ago, but women are still often cast in the role of the primary caregiver, while the man’s image remains that of the bread-winner. Some men – and perhaps some women – will say that is how it should be, and that gender roles are bequeathed to us by nature, not society. They may even say this division is not one of inequality, but of intrinsic, natural difference.

But modern experience tells us this is not the case. A crucial aspect of child care is that it provides women with choices if they want to contribute to the workforce, who wish to build careers for themselves.

Whether we realise it or not, the truth of the matter is that many of society’s conceptions of male and female roles are preconceptions, shaped by an often subtly acting group of biases and prejudices that we are often not even aware of until they are deconstructed.

And if there is one area of society that proves the amount of ground that men are yet to give, it’s in domestic violence.

Men are overwhelmingly the perpetrators, and the act itself – of male violence towards women – is always wrong. There are no excuses, ever, and we should not need an International Women’s Day to remind us of this.

Nor is the right to a life without violence something we should think of only once a year.

Australian society, indeed all society, benefits from gender equality. In 2015, the idea that a woman should enjoy exactly the same rights and privileges as men is not feminist dogma, it is simple common sense.


December 4, 2018

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Two Jason Mackay dogs suspended from racing in NSW

A file photo of Jason Mackay with Zipping Willow in 2013.HUNTER trainer Jason Mackay would ‘‘bet money’’ that his star bitch, Zipping Willow, will start her final race campaign in the Golden Easter Egg heats in two weeks despite receiving an indefinite ban on Friday as part of live-baiting investigations.

Richmond Vale’s Mackay, a Sydney premiership winner and one of the leading trainers in the state, told the Newcastle Herald that Zipping Willow, a nominee for NSW Greyhound of the Year, and Zipping Saxon, which was to contest a heat of the group2 Richmond Derby on Friday night, had been added to a list of 28 dogs banned in NSW.

Greyhound Racing NSW later announced that number had jumped to 37 with the addition of Awesome Project, Zipping Spike, Keybow, Tiggerlong Amigo, Mackay’s pair and three unnamed greyhounds.

‘‘The greyhounds were identified as being at the properties of the trainers suspended by Greyhound Racing Victoria as investigations into the allegations continue,’’ GRNSW said.

Keybow, one of the best dogs in the nation, is owned and was bred by East Maitland’s Kel Lean. Aberglasslyn’s Brad Canty owns Awesome Project and Zipping Spike. All three dogs were trained by Darren McDonald in Victoria.

The news comes after Mackay and prominent owner-breeder Martin Hallinan said 12 as-yet unnamed and unraced dogs from their operation were suspended because they had spent two weeks with banned Londonderry-based breaker Zeke Kadir. The Herald was told they are not officially suspended because they remain unregistered.

Mackay said Zipping Willow and Zipping Saxon had been transferred to the now-suspended McDonald via Kadir’s Wilshire Park property before the live-baiting scandal broke last month.

McDonald and Kadir were central figures in the Four Corners probe into live baiting.

Mackay said Zipping Willow and Zipping Saxon had spent just nine days under the care of McDonald before that trainer was stood down. Both greyhounds, now back with Mackay, were banned in Victoria but then cleared after a threat of legal action from Canty prompted a conditional return for all suspended dogs.

Canty then won a temporary Supreme Court injunction to allow Awesome Project to start the next week at The Meadows. Awesome Project had been stood down after Greyhound Racing Victoria’s introduction of a law banning dogs which were transferred from a suspended trainer to another on the same property.

Canty said on Friday he was focused on overturning the GRV decision before worrying about the situation in NSW.

However, Canty said Hallinan was working with the solicitor he used in Victoria to challenge the GRNSW bans.

Mackay said the decision was an ‘‘absolute joke’’ and he was confident participants would overturn the suspensions.

‘‘Awesome Project and Zipping Willow will be in the heats of the Golden Easter Egg in a couple of weeks. I’d bet money on that,’’ Mackay said.

‘‘It’s absolute chaos and it’s an absolute disgrace.

‘‘They should just put their hands up and say, ‘We don’t know what we are doing.’’’

Mackay said his pair were banned until an inquiry into live baiting is complete, whether that takes ‘‘two weeks or two years’’.

He said Zipping Willow, a winner of 34 races from 52 starts and $190,195 in stakes, was set to retire after the Golden Easter Egg but was also now banned from breeding under the new rules.

The bans follow an ABC story on Thursday in which Mackay confirmed he had sent dogs to Kadir for several years. But he said he had not seen live-baiting at Kadir’s Wilshire Park and denied any knowledge of the illegal practice.

Hallinan told the ABC he could make no guarantees but believed his dogs had not been trained by Kadir using live baits. Mackay denied using live baits but said his property had been the target of two raids and another accusation, none of which had led to evidence of the practice.

A three-time trainer of NSW Greyhound of the Year, Mackay put the accusations down to jealously.

‘‘It’s just what happens when you have a bit of hype around you, you win a few races and have some success,’’ he said.

‘‘All the good-doers come out and try to bring you down.’’

The Four Corners investigation alleged Kadir had boasted that he had worked with ‘‘all the Zipping dogs’’, but Mackay and Hallinan told the ABC they had sent only two litters of Zipping dogs to Wilshire Park.


December 4, 2018

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Port Fairy Folk Festival performance photos: Day 1-2

Under the lights of the Port Fairy Folk Festival | Day 1-2 photos John Butler performs on Stage 1. Picture: ANGELA MILNE

John Butler performs on Stage 1. Picture: ANGELA MILNE

John Butler performs on Stage 1. Picture: ANGELA MILNE

John Butler performs on Stage 1. Picture: ANGELA MILNE

John Butler performs on Stage 1. Picture: ANGELA MILNE

John Butler performs on Stage 1. Picture: ANGELA MILNE

John Butler Trio. Picture: ANGELA MILNE

John Butler and wife Danielle Caruana. Picture: ANGELA MILNE

John Butler and wife Danielle Caruana. Picture: ANGELA MILNE

We Two Thieves on Stage 1 with John Butler. Picture: ANGELA MILNE

We Two Thieves on Stage 1 with John Butler. Picture: ANGELA MILNE

John Butler with We Two Thieves. Picture: ANGELA MILNE

We Two Thieves: Mama Kin and Emily Lubitz performing with Dave Mann on Stage 3. Picture: DAMIAN WHITE

We Two Thieves: Mama Kin and Emily Lubitz performing with Dave Mann on Stage 3. Picture: DAMIAN WHITE

We Two Thieves: Mama Kin and Emily Lubitz performing on Stage 3. Picture: DAMIAN WHITE

Emily Lubitz. Picture: DAMIAN WHITE

Buffy Sainte-Marie from Canada performing on Stage 3. Picture: DAMIAN WHITE

Buffy Sainte-Marie from Canada performing on Stage 3. Picture: DAMIAN WHITE

Buffy Sainte-Marie from Canada performing on Stage 3. Picture: DAMIAN WHITE

Buffy Sainte-Marie from Canada performing on Stage 3. Picture: DAMIAN WHITE

Buffy Sainte-Marie from Canada performing on Stage 3. Picture: DAMIAN WHITE

Richard Thompson on Stage 3. Picture: ANGELA MILNE

Richard Thompson with his band on Stage 3. Picture: ANGELA MILNE

Mark Seymour on Stage 1. Picture: ANGELA MILNE

Mark Seymour on Stage 1. Picture: ANGELA MILNE

Mark Seymour on Stage 1. Picture: ANGELA MILNE

Trouble in the Kitchen on Stage 2. Picture: ANGELA MILNE

Mark Seymour on Stage 1. Picture: ANGELA MILNE

The Gloaming on Stage 3. Picture: ANGELA MILNE

Trouble in the Kitchen on Stage 2. Picture: ANGELA MILNE

Trouble in the Kitchen on Stage 2. Picture: ANGELA MILNE

The Gloaming on Stage 3. Picture: ANGELA MILNE

Jeff Lang on Stage 1. Picture: ANGELA MILNE

Jeff Lang on Stage 1. Picture: ANGELA MILNE

The Gloaming on Stage 3. Picture: ANGELA MILNE

Frank Yamma on Stage 2. Picture: ANGELA MILNE

Frank Yamma on Stage 2. Picture: ANGELA MILNE

Sinead O’Connor performs on Stage 3. Picture: ANGELA MILNE

Sinead O’Connor performs on Stage 3. Picture: ANGELA MILNE

Sinead O’Connor performs on Stage 3. Picture: ANGELA MILNE

Sinead O’Connor performs on Stage 3. Picture: ANGELA MILNE

Sinead O’Connor performs on Stage 3. Picture: ANGELA MILNE

Jodi Martin (center) performs with her band. Picture:DAMIAN WHITE

Jodi Martin. Picture:DAMIAN WHITE

Photo by Perry Cho.