Memories are precious
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When you get to 60… how many more birthdays do you have?

Jack Yuen Jul 9 2017
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How NOT to carry a phone in your cycling jersey pocket.

Jack Yuen Mar 3 2017
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Value – not to be confused with money.

Jack Yuen Aug 16 2015
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It does not matter what you do – you will piss someone off

Jack Yuen Jul 22 2015

Getting older? Why bother?

Jack Yuen Jul 10 2015
Memories are precious

Saturday 8th July 2017. It was a beautiful Sydney morning and freezing. Temperatures hung around 3 degrees as the sun’s waking rays hit the tops of the tallest buildings and slowly inched its way earthwards… We had planned to do a Coluzzi ride with the slow bunch. For hundreds of Saturdays, we have gone…(Read More)

“Money doesn’t motivate me in the least. It’s an integral part of our life sure, but the day it defines you – you lose your other values.” (Day 13 – August 14) Maxim Hatton is a Queensland doctor. Right now, he is just…(Read More)

I just turned 58. At this stage in our lives, most people will look at life as “Been there…Done that”. After all, the reason the government made 60 the retirement age when we entered the industrialised age, was that we only had a 65 year life span. These days, we are expected to go…(Read More)

I had a classmate who was a high achiever. He had great expectations. Recently, he committed suicide. Sir Bradley has great expectations of getting over 55km in his hour attempt. He fell short. Now, he will be remembered for getting so close to the mark – but not quite getting there. Charles Dickens penned his…(Read More)

There are only two types of problems worth solving. And they are MY and OUR problems. It is nice to have a bit of fine weather now. It has been wet and stormy lately and as a roof repairer, I get told about lots of roofing problems. And when you get problems all day long…(Read More)

It wasn’t just the sharp pain that made him wince. It was also the damned inconvenience. He had just poked his hands into the brown paper bag to fish out the first of the hot chips. The pain made him let go. His first instinctive move was to stick his finger into his mouth…(Read More)

It was a feeling of mounting panic. The area just below the heart felt like hardening concrete and all my limbs felt heavy. My mind was racing off into many directions and refused all efforts of reining in. Nothing felt right… This was the onset of my anxiety attack. Life serves up moments. Like the…(Read More)

The Case for going forward.

It felt like hours – but it was probably only 10 minutes. I was strapped down and the air was getting stuffy. I could see the world moving about through the tiny circular window beside me. But I was stuck where I was – going nowhere. Finally the pilot’s announcement put me out of my…(Read More)