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BOB CARR RUN FOR YOUR LIFE


Political biographies are de rigueur for politicians late in their leadership years. Run for Your Life is Bob Carr’s musings on his time in NSW politics, especially as Premier. Carr writes with confidence and a heavy swagger as he endeavours to persuade the reader of his successes while in government.  


Carr was a good student at Matraville High and developed an interest in books. Only two students from Matraville in his year made it into UNSW where he studied Politics, History and English. He started out on a career in journalism and had a stint on The Bulletin. Carr became an expert on the Labor Party and used his journalism to support Neville Wran whom he called ‘the last of the old-style state leaders’ (p 47). However Paul Keating talked Carr out of a career in journalism saying it was a ‘rat-shit profession’ (p 35). 


Once in parliament Carr worked his way up to the top becoming Premier of New South Wales. A short stint followed in 2012 when he took on the role of Minister for Foreign Affairs in the Gillard Government. His Diary of a Foreign Minister was my favourite book of 2014 (scroll down for the review). I have also read parts of Carr’s My Reading Life (2008) but thought it nerdy; perhaps it’s time to have another look at it. 


There are plenty of achievements for Carr. He recognized the importance of a Labor Government being able to demonstrate good financial management. He was known, at least to some, as Bob the Builder for the effort he put into roads, and the use of tolls to support funding and infrastructure. He gave real support for a significant expansion of NSW national parks and acknowledged the ‘debts of honour’ due to forest activists.


Not surprisingly he was underwhelmed by John Howard who he believes held Australia back rather than nudging us towards Asia and for his failure to criticise Pauline Hanson’s anti-Asian dog whistling. Howard’s failures include insufficient progress on reconciliation with aboriginal communities.


Premiers need to stand up to Sydney’s corrosive shock jocks. Carr lashes Alan Jones for his support for the NSW police which the Royal Commission concluded that ‘its corruption and ineptness was epic’ (p 79). On another occasion Jones attacks him for not sending in police to break up a farmers’ union event. Carr writes that ‘Jones continues to vilify veraciously’. He calls the Telegraph newspaper and 2UE radio ‘those odious, wind-up mediocracies’ (p 215). Not a man to hold back.


In recent years Carr has expressed strong views on the importance of China for Australia. He retains respect for the US but is well aware that ‘the edgy, scatterbrained, white nationalist US that Trump leads’ (p 267) has weakened it internationally. Not surprisingly he wants Australia to sustain significant connections with both the USA and China.


Carr refers to China panic stories that are blowing through government and business. Stories quietly critical of Chinese billionaires Chan Chak Wing and Huang Xianhmo, for example. Fairfax and the ABC are on to it. John Garnaut says universities are tangled in ideological wars. Clive Hamilton’s book on China expresses concern about growing influence in Australia (scroll down to see my review). While dismissive of much of this stuff he boldly claims ‘I want a ringside seat to see where the experiment goes’ (p 279). It sounds very Bob Carr to me. We can expect much more vigorous discussion in Australia before this situation plays out.


The book exposes more about his self-regarding political genius than I expected. Identifying his greatest achievements can be tiresome. It is light on recognition of people actually running the government’s projects, with one or two exceptions. If politicians contribute he is more likely to gives acknowledgement. On the positives side he says ‘if successful, be kind; if beaten, avoid bitterness’ (p7).


Carr has written a book for political junkies and those, like me, who thrive on glimpses into the nitty-gritty of local politics. A reading of the book would be super-helpful for anyone with aspirations of becoming a Premier.


Bob Carr 2018 Run For Your Life, Melbourne University Publishing, Melbourne



THE URBAN ASIA BOOK 


Asian cities have been a particular interest for me. Indeed, I have always liked cities. Perhaps it is because I was born and raised in Adelaide, a graceful, liveable city that was the centre-piece of my family’s history from the 1840s.


My first real job was in Port Moresby. It was an interesting city albeit rather small by today’s standards.  In late 1972 I visited my first Asian city – Hong Kong. It left an indelible impression. I resolved that cities, especially those in East and Southeast Asia, would become my prime research and teaching focus. And so it has been.


A very substantial book that goes by the crusty title of The Routledge Handbook of Urbanization in Southeast Asia was published at the beginning of this year. It is edited by Rita Padawangi, Senior Lecturer in the Singapore University of Social Science, and is published by Routledge, which is a prestigious heavyweight in academic publishing. It is a monster of a book with 37 chapters and 516 pages!


Terry McGee, of the University of British Columbia, has a short commentary on the back cover. Terry was a leader in this field and someone I always looked up to. His 1967 book titled The Southeast Asian City (Bell, London) was pivotal in me pursuing research on Southeast Asian cities. He says of the Padawangi book that it ‘shifts the focus from the economic role of urban centres to concern with the “urban condition” recognizing the human challenges of the urban life which is now a reality for the majority of Southeast Asians’.






Chapters are in six sections. The first is ‘Theorising Urbanization in Southeast Asia’. My essay on ‘Knowledge, Creativity and the City’ is in this section (pp 43-53). Section 2 is on ‘Migration, Networks and Identities’; 3 is ‘Development and Discontents’; 4 is ‘Environmental Governance’; 5 is ‘The Social Production of the Urban Fabric’; and 6 is ‘Social Change and Alternative Development’. (13/3/19)


Rita Padawangi (ed) 2019 The Routledge Handbook of Urbanization in Southeast Asia, Routledge, Oxford.



MINEFIELDS: HUGH RIMINTON


It is not unusual for foreign correspondents to write memoirs. In my quest to read as many books by authors writing about life and public policy in the Indo Pacific region it is clear that foreign correspondents write far more biographies and memoirs than policy makers and academics.


Hugh Riminton’s Minefields. A Life in the News Game is full of substance and is a comfortable and sometimes jolting read. Each journey begins with a rapid deployment on an aircraft; a relatively short few days focusing on the problem or event and talking to people; sometimes dropping into the middle of an appalling and dangerous situations; then a quick exit and on to somewhere else.   


Riminton was born in Sri Lanka, then the family moved back to England. In his words ‘England was hell’ (p 9). They later moved to New Zealand where he attended a variety of schools but seemed to lose his way, immersing himself in coffee, scotch, cannabis and rugby. He also acquired a sense of futility and unworthiness and attempted suicide. Eventually he returned to Sydney, a city the family had visited on their way to NZ.


At 17 he got lucky. It was 1973 and he was offered a job in radio. The journalist’s life was attractive: Rothman’s cigarettes were provided to journalists in exchange for free advertising. His favourite writers included Graham Greene, Somerset Maugham, Evelyn Waugh and Jack Kerouac. Resonates for me, though in the 1970s I would have added Tom Wolfe to the list.


Riminton’s first foreign affairs challenge was to travel to Fiji to cover the Sitiveni Rambuka coup in 1987. He learns on the job, noting that the press in Australia often falsify the situation by including unrelated film footage. The reason is that ‘television journalism and especially current affairs, required a story to be made as much as told’ (p 94).


His journalist reports on Africa are best known, not surprisingly given the demanding situation with which he was confronted. In South Africa he reported on the disgusting violence and indignity of apartheid. So horrid was the genocide in Rwanda and the murder of the Tutsis that some called it Africa’s world war. Five million died. Somalia was a dangerous cocktail. Men were armed and reckless due to their liking of ‘qat’ a mild hallucinate. 


Sudan became particularly important to him. He was appalled watching as small malnourished children died. Slave traders were active. The odious Lord’s Resistance Army created havoc. Yet despite the horror of his trip to Sudan he came to realise the importance of Africa to the world. Back in Australia he became close friends with a Somalian John Mac and his brother. When John died he came to realise the high regard for John Mac in both Australia and Sudan.


Riminton reported on the Port Arthur massacre. It was a gut-renching experience that he writes about with clarity and emotion. He also tells of the Thredbo disaster. Those of us of a certain age are familiar with both events but his retelling of the news is emotional and well done. He seems very close to events in Port Arthur but I felt as if too much of the Thredbo details may have come from multiple press reports.


More than once he tells how good TV Channel Nine was in the years he worked there. That didn’t stop him shifting to Hong Kong to join CNN HK, then at the hight of its years. He covered the terrible Sumatra Tsunami and its dreadful impact on the Indonesian province of Aceh. It caused havoc across the Indian Ocean. Over 1,000 people died on a train in Sri Lanka. Working for CNN HK was exhausting with journalists called out at any time day or night.


In a mobile life he was looking for where to go next. Kerry Packer had lunch with him along with shock-jock Alan Jones, who was in trouble for accepting cash bribes for comment on radio. Riminton moved to Ten in Sydney to present the Late News. Then Ten dropped it. He is now National Affairs Editor for 10 News and a presenter on Radio National. I follow him on Twitter, along with 68,700 others. 


The stories of Riminton’s three marriages and children are scattered through the book. Not surprisingly the life of a foreign correspondent is particularly demanding. Married three times his first wife left and a second wife departed with their daughter not yet a year old. His third wife, works at Macquarie University and does some ABC work. Three marriages. He seems to have been away too often for too long – obsessed by work and travel. It is not only the families that find it difficult. Travelling a lot ‘I lost all friends who required reliability’ (p 373).


He had no university degree, but he writes in detail about many of his assignments, recalling places, streets, venues, conversations and feelings. How does he do that? Is it because as a journalist he has access to television footage, newspaper and radio archives, and magazine pieces? As a committed journalist he believes that nothing is truly understood unless it is wrapped into a narrative. He is very attached to detail, done well, and seems to easily empathise with the people he meets. Along with that he believes that time spent in reconnaissance is seldom wasted. Nevertheless he is despondent about the future of traditional journalism. The man with thousands of twitter followers says rampant social media has undermined the established niche of journalists.


A journalist’s focus, of course, is largely on significant events. Not too strong, but not too weak on the horrors of life. He is fortunate that the demands associated with multiple interviews, surveys and the like are avoided. Journalists are only burdened by occasional need to delve into mundane everyday life. Overall Riminton does very well providing an abundance of credible stories to look back on. I envy the freedom of journalists, though I appreciate the rigorous demands of newspaper editors.


It would be fascinating to join him for a swim at Bondi and hear more about Champaign Cocktail Theory. (5/3/19)


Hugh Riminton 2017 Minefields. A Life in the News Game, Hachette, Sydney



OVERSEAS AID 1986


An email lobbed into my laptop from Frances Parkes who works for Routledge in the UK. She was asking about a book titled Australian Overseas Aid: Future Directions that was edited by Philip Eldridge, Doug Porter and me. Croom Helm (a past imprint of Routledge) published it in 1986.


Our book was a critical follow-up to the report to government by the Committee to Review the Australian Overseas Aid Program, better known as the Jackson Report. It was delivered to the Hawke Labor Government in 1984. The report’s authors included two ANU economists, Helen Hughes and Peter McCawley.


The thrust of our concerns included the proposed reduction in aid funding, an over emphasis on following international organisations such as the World Bank with greater emphasis on ‘structural adjustment’ and a reduction of welfare spending, meaning a shift from a focus on poor people and poor communities.  


Only two of the authors in the Routledge book had made a submission to the Jackson Report: Philip Eldridge and Juliet Hunt. However all had an interest in foreign aid. Kaye Bysouth worked for Community Aid Abroad. Brian Chatterton had been a Minister and Member of the South Australian Parliament; Lyn Chatterton had been a rural policy advisor to the SA Government. John Langmore was the Member for Canberra in the national Parliament and Helen Hill worked in the Office of John Langmore. Sarah Sargent had worked for the United Nations and an Australian aid NGO. Steve Keen worked for the Department of Trade.


Others were in universities: John Connell (Sydney University), Chris Duke (University of Warwick), Cherry Gertzel (Flinders University), David Goldsworthy (Monash University), Richard Higgott (Murdoch University), Juliet Hunt (University of New South Wales), and Michael Taylor, a colleague at the Australian National University.    


An incident on the day the book was released sticks in my mind. Around that time I took leave from the Australian National University and was employed on a fulltime position in the Australian Development Assistance Bureau (ADAB for short). I needed a break from academia, and also to get more experience working on overseas aid projects. Up until then I had regularly taken on aid consultancies, but this was a full time commitment.


I was standing waiting for the AIDAB lift on the morning the book was released and had appeared in news media. The lift door opened and the entire senior staff were standing there and looking in my direction. I didn’t move, partly because it looked full, but partly because I really didn’t want to deal with the situation face-to-face. I was never spoken to or asked about the book by anyone in ADAB, and I went on to work there for almost two years, before returning to the ANU.   


Australia’s commitment to overseas aid does not get the attention it did in the 1980s and 1990s. Funding has dropped back relative to overall government spending. A partial reason might be the fast improving economies such as China and several of the ASEAN countries. But the same could not be said of the Pacific island countries, nor of places such as Timor Leste, Myanmar and Cambodia. (1/3/19)


Phillip Eldridge, Dean Forbes and Doug Porter (eds) 1986 Australian Overseas Aid: Future Directions, Croom Helm, Sydney



                               



EL GATO 1: TELAGA TO KHO MUK 


Tropical islands project youthful glamour, revealing swim costumes, the sun and dining out on tropical foods. Tourists, however, are diverse and swim ware is often unflattering. How does it look from a catamaran?


Thailand and Malaysia are powerful competitors to well established tropical magnets such as Bali’s Kuta Beach. M and I fly in on Air Asia, landing in Kuala Lumpur and transiting on to Langkawi. Despite being wedged into seats in full aircrafts, the flights are on time and well managed by speedy and competent cabin crews.


It is late when we arrive so we sleep at the Chenang Inn. Our room is tiny, the bathroom even smaller and there are no windows. Good practice for the next leg of the trip.  


We board a free ferry to Pulau Rebak to link up with my brother, Grant. His 13 metre, three bedroom catamaran, El Gato, had been in dry dock, but is dropped back into the water mid-afternoon. The heat onshore is stifling so it is a relief to be on our way to Telaga where we could anchor and organise for the journey.


By coincidence, an old surfing and university friend, Stephen, and his colleague Michael, both highly regarded physicists, are staying nearby before moving on to tasks in Kuala Lumpur. We eat Indian food and recall our adventures as young surfers.


The next day we set off driving into northerly winds. We are headed for Bass Harbour in Kuah to get our customs, immigration and quarantine documents before leaving Malaysia. While the staff are polite and well intentioned we shuffle from office to office to get documents approved and signed. Then we are instructed to go to the Yacht Club to print copies and bring them back to each of the offices. It is blisteringly hot outside and the tops of my feet are getting burnt and taking on a vibrant red tinge. 


Leaving Kuah we are suddenly hit from behind by a strong easterly. Small one-person yachts are out and about and almost every one of them is tipped over. A motor boat is out to provide help, but the yachties cope well with the wind. We decide to return to Telaga for the night. 


Next day we stop for lunch at Van Ao Makhan and swam in the sea. There is a strong undercurrent moving outwards from the shore, so we keep close to El Gato. We arrive at Turutao National Park late in the afternoon. We eat at the only restaurant set within a small resort. The food is bland although M has an excellent dish of fish soaked in ginger. The wind is strong during the night and I have trouble sleeping.


Mid morning we pay our fees and explore a small part of the National Park. Looking through the waterfront museum I read that the settlement was at one time a prison for Malay politicians deemed troublemakers. During dinner monkeys swooped in to aggressively demand food. Staff from the restaurant ran out with sticks and yell at the monkeys who reluctantly retreat. Signs urge  us not to feed wild life, but the monkeys are a shock.


Leaving Koh Turutao we sail slowly past Koh Phetra with its stunning massive cliff faces. Koh Muk was equally as impressive, with a beach dotted with sun umbrellas and cafes. We anchor and dive into the sea. Large orange jellyfish float by and we quickly return to El Gato. M brought along sketching paper and book and was busy drawing. Grant also regularly sketches in his small art book. I decide to make one or two quick sketches in my note book, beginning with Koh Phetra, and another later of Phang Nah Bay.


We take the dingy to shore and drag it well up the beach, knowing the speed at which the tide will come in. We are taken to a shop but we fail to get a Sim Card for M. We wait at the shop while our motorbike driver tries to find when the owner will return; we eventually leave and return the next day. The bike ride through the settlement is interesting and fun; narrow streets busy with bicycles and motorbikes. Dinner is at a good restaurant overlooking the beach.


Next morning I jump into the water early, and then relax on El Gato through the morning, updating my trip diary. Tham Morakot – the Emerald Cave – is nearby but we knew it would be crowded and decide not to bother. In the afternoon we return to the Sim Card shop. It is open and M buys her Sim Card and get some helpful support. We dine at a no-name restaurant. (10/2/19)



EL GATO 2: KHO LANTA TO AO CHOLON


After Kho Muk our intention was to sail to Kho Ngai but as there was no restaurant at Kho Ngai we instead keep going to Kho Lanta. The weather is excellent, warm with a strengthening breeze. Sitting in the open air on the main steering deck of El Gato gave us the privilege of a panoramic view of the beautiful green islands of the Andaman Sea.


Travelling parallel to a long sweeping bay the shoreline is a never–ending string of accommodation, shops and restaurants. Many of them reflecting an increasingly wealthy community. Tourism is growing rapidly along this string of islands, but I am finding it difficult to capture in pictures on my iPhone.


Overnighting at Lae Nang the next morning we headed for Kho Phi Phi, another major magnet for tourists. We see many passenger speed boats with high powerful engines and longtails racing towards Phi Phi. Speed is important, it seems.


As we approach Phi Phi Grant reminded us of the huge tsunami on the day after Christmas in 2004. It caused catastrophic damage through this area. The epicentre was in the seas of northern Sumatra. It left a death toll of around 220,000. The shape of Phi Phi Island meant that the communities there were particularly badly hit. The huge swells rolled over them and then bounced back from the surrounding high ground and swamped the again.   


It is not surprising that there are many signs around the area explaining how to react if another tsunami should sweep in from the surrounding sea.


Leaving Ko Phi Phi we make our way to Ao Chalong to record our presence in Thailand. A strong breeze pushed us along at a good pace. The seas are rough but the weather is warm. I had imagined Phuket to be an island comparable to Ko Samui on the eastern coast of Thailand. I was wrong as I discovered when I looked at the map and saw how large it was.


Our first stop is to register our presence in Thailand. The Thai are generous and allow yachts several days in Thailand before they need to register. We take the dinghy into Ao Chalon, tying up at a kilometre long wharf, and walk to the government offices. It is officially lunchtime so we sit around and waite until the offices re-open. The registration process is lengthy with many sets of multiple copies and different offices to visit but as in Malaysia the officials are polite and helpful. This time we didn't need to go out to find a copier. 


We walk into the town along a hot and dusty road, made worse by extensive ongoing road-works and the absence of any thought of the needs of pedestrians. A stop for a rather nice lunch in an empty airconditioned restaurant owned by an Australian eased the pain. The icing on the cake is the discovery of an art supplies shop with some good bargains sniffed out by both M and Grant.


Back on El Gato we know the significance of the 26th of January and therefore head off into a beautiful sunset on our way to Nai Harn. (11/2/19)



EL GATO 3: NAI HARN TO BOAT HAVEN


What do you do when waking up in Nai Harn on the morning of the 26th of January? In Australia it may be different, but here there is a buzz as Grant hauls up the Australian flag on El Gato: it is Australia Day.


Windy overnight and a pillow from the upper deck blows away, fortunately landing in the dinghy. We take the dingy to drop off the washing and to stock up with food and drink. We purchase fruit drinks and try out the Travel Card on the local ATM. It works but the transaction costs are excessively expensive. Returning to El Gato a friend of Grant’s from Torquay who lives not far from Nai Harn paddles to us on his surfboard for a few hours of reminiscing.


In the late afternoon a group starts to gather at the eastern end of the beach. The water is placid, but in the surfing months the waves are among the best along this coast. Conversations centre around yacht adventures, yacht repairs, the best places for yacht maintenance and new places to visit. We eat, drink and take photographs. During the evening we wander along the beachfront and eat an ordinary dinner. The similarities of the Thai restaurant menus is striking.


The wind increases the following day. Grant is visited by two friends who travel regularly between Phuket and Torquay and catches up on goings on in the region around Nai Harn. M continues with her landscapes. Grant adds more sketches to his small book. Their styles are quite different but I enjoy seeing what they are achieving.


I begin to read Hugh Riminton’s book Minefield: A Life in the News Game. I write notes in my A4 moleskine. I wonder where Poo Man is now; a few days back he would sit over a bucket on his deck and defecate while grinning in our direction. Young Thai girls seemed to be helping out on his yacht.


We collect the washing and eat dinner at an expensive Italian restaurant. The bland pizzas are mildly disappointing though we enjoy the excellent views over Nai Harn Beach.   


The wind lulls so yachts’ start leaving Nai Harn heading up the east or west coasts of Phuket. We go east, passing Chalon Bay and a large American warship. The Essex is part of the Pacific 7th Fleet. It is surrounded by small boats with red flags keeping other vessels clear.


Along the coasts are local fishermen, many out at night. Their bright lanterns colour the horizon. They scatter nets and fishtraps which we must avoid, both in the interests of the hard working fishers and El Gato. Getting nets caught in propellers would be a problem for all of us.


We anchor at Phan Nah Bay off Ko Rang Yai. It is a popular day location for visitors who come in longtails and speedboats and enjoy the calm water, white sand and coconut trees. We jump in for a swim and are surprised by the ferocity of the current and stay near to El Gato. Annoying jet skiers race close to swimmers and in and around yachts before tearing across to other islands. A news report tells us a collision in the area has caused a fatality.    


Sailing from Ko Rang Yai is easy going. A slight cooling breeze, a modest amount of traffic and great views of Phuket to port and mainland Thailand to starboard. The Super Yachts dominate the view as we approach Yacht Haven. We are allocated a good berth and we plug in the mains electricity.


Several local Thai restaurants are a short walk away. Motorised three wheelers provide free transport up and down the hill. There is a modern restaurant - The Deck - overlooking the yachts. It is ideal for coffee or main meals. It has a great view, and enough mild breeze to be comfortable. There are modern showers and toilets freely available. We are transitioning into the journey back to Sydney.


Grant rents a car. We visit stores providing equipment and support for yachts. Then we drive around the island, including places we stopped at on El Gato. Phu Ket is holiday central and this is peak time so the beaches are busy. Patong, the attraction of choice for many, especially the Russians, is packed. Deck chairs, sunburnt torsos and some confronting tourists of both genders in skimpy swimming costumes has me averting my gaze at every opportunity. 


It is our last day. Grant drives us to the town of Phuket to purchase instruments. The roads are busy and not always easy to negotiate. I am surprised at the size and bustle at Phuket airport.


I am even more shocked by the super quick check-in. It is crowded inside and the food and drink is over-priced. The flights to Sydney are near to full. I sit next to a passenger who tells a woman a few seats away she must not clasp her seatbelt until the captain says so. As we approach land in Sydney he tells me M should not take photographs as the plain lands. Good luck with that, I think.


We are exhausted but thrilled with the experience. (12/2/19)



INNER CITY APARTMENTS


In August last year the New South Wales parliament changed the legislation on Short Term Rental Accommodation (STRA).


Previously apartment buildings could block STRA. The new legislation overrides the previous ability of the apartment strata managers, and hence the residents, to have a tight hold on this kind of activity. STRA renting will be allowed in all properties for up to 180 days a year. Being close to the CBD means that STRA arrangements are popular in Pyrmont. And of some concern to me.


The NSW Government is in the process of developing a Code of Conduct that will explain and clarify the legislation. When this is completed apartment blocks will be able to draft new by-laws setting out the specific requirements of residents within apartment buildings.


The concern among residents is just how much power will they have to manage STRA. A large majority, I expect, would want the opportunity to tightly control STRA activity, if not ban it altogether.


I am conflicted.


My first response is to insist on the residents’ rights to minimise the amount of STRA activity, and even ban it altogether if the majority of residents want it to cease.


However, I am also very aware of the vibrant small gig economy businesses that are popping up throughout Pyrmont and the parallel need for moderately low cost accommodation for the owners and workers in these businesses.


Either way, the Strata committees will find it even more challenging to manage the buildings under the new laws. The new legislation allows capping STRA activity at 180 days. How could this possible be managed? We have much to do before this is all finalised. (10/1/18)



URBANIZATION HANDBOOK 


Interested in Asian cities? The Routledge Handbook of Urbanization in Southeast Asia (Routledge, 2019), edited by Rita Padawangi, is now available. It is a monster of a book: 37 chapters and 516 pages!.


My essay on ‘Knowledge, Creativity and the City’ is chapter 3, pp 43-53.

Excellent reading for the January holidays! I will have more to say as the year progresses. In the meantime, make sure it is ordered for your library. (3/1/19)



FIRST 2019 BLOG


Four years in Pyrmont and I still get a buzz from living in this high-density inner city suburb.


My regular walks criss-crossing the area and along the harbour never fail to clear my thoughts and occasionally come up with new ideas. When I need to get into the CBD it is a short walk on Pyrmont Bridge dodging speeding bicycles while looking at an evolving urban landscape dominated by restaurants and harbour walks.


Several major construction projects are underway across Pyrmont, including two nearby which have made the area noisier than usual. An Indian Mina bird nested a few metres away from my deck and added to the cacophony. So too does the yapping of a dog which regularly discards its bark control necklace. Occasional yelling on the streets through the day and at night can be annoying, but there are fewer episodes than a couple of years back. As I write this four police are chatting with a couple who regularly scream at one another.


I have enjoyed attending meetings of the Pyrmont History Group, ably managed by Donald Denoon, whom I membern from the ANU and before that the University of Papua New Guinea. The history of Pyrmont is quite fascinating and the local amateur historians are well informed. I dropped out of the NSW Writers’ Centre for the year but may well re-join in 2019.


M and I spent Christmas at Cape Hays on Phillip Island with two of my daughters and grand children. We managed stopovers in Lakes Entrance on the way down and then in Melbourne and after that Lancefield on the way back. We returned to Sydney in time to catch the spectacular New Years fireworks. (1/1/19)













           

 







Routledge Handbook of Urbanization in Southeast Asia, edited by Rita Padawangi (Routledge, Oxford,  2019)

My Chapter: ‘Knowledge, Creativity and the City’












Planning Asian Cities: Risks and Resilience

Edited by Stephen Hamnett and Dean Forbes (Routledge, London,  2011)

paperback   eBook version

Our Chapter: ‘Risks, Reliance and Planning in Asian Cities’











Sustainable Development in China edited by Curtis Andressen, Mubarak A.R., and Wang Xiaoyi (Routledge, London,  2013)

My essay ‘China’s Cities: Reflecting on the Last 25 Years’




 

BLOGS 2019

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